"Are you alright?"

The Marquis of Duras looked at the unharmed Arlen, and his eyes couldn't help but narrow, making the whole person look even more hideous.

However, Aaron didn't eat him at all, looking at the remaining frost on his body, he pursed his lips disdainfully: "I thought it would be such a powerful thing, but I didn't expect it to be just ordinary frost, it's really disappointing to me." ”

"Do you want to die?"

Hearing that Aaron belittled his power like this, the Marquis of Duras said with murderous intent.

"Mr. Aaron, don't provoke him again. ”

Although Malthus was happy that Aaron had nothing to do, but after what happened just now, he didn't think that Aaron would be Duras's opponent, so when he saw that Aaron was still provoking the other party, he immediately became anxious and quietly persuaded him.

He didn't want his investment to go down the drain.

"Don't worry, he can't help me. ”

Aren's words made Malthus even more anxious, and he wanted to cover Aren's mouth to prevent him from provoking the madman Duras again.

As if unaware, Aryan kept saying provocative remarks to sarcastically mock the Marquis of Duras.

"Shut up for me. ”

Finally, a half-giant behind the Marquis of Duras couldn't help but appear as a giant, exuding a chill all around him, and swung his fist at Yalian.

The fist wind roared, and in an instant, he came to the front of Yalian, and he could see that there was a layer of cold ice covering the fist, and at the fist, there were several hideous ice spikes flashing with a terrifying cold light.

In the face of the roaring fist, Yalian did not dodge or dodge, but when he was about to hit himself in the face, he coldly spat out a word.

"Die!"

As soon as the word was spat out, he saw the fist wrapped in the hurricane fixed there, and the stirring fist wind blew the boy's hair.

Click!

A cracking sound sounded, and I saw that a crack suddenly appeared on the ice on the half-giant's fist, and then the second, and then the third..... In a matter of moments, the ice covering the fist was covered with dense cracks.

Then the ice began to fall.

Shockingly, though, the half-giant's fist gradually withered, like the fist of a dried corpse that had lost all its moisture, and then the withering spread to the half-giant's arms, then to the chest, and finally to the whole body.

In just two seconds, the half-giant's entire body turned into a dried corpse that seemed to have been dead for hundreds of years.

"Giggle......

Malthus pointed at Arlen, his throat gurgling, but he couldn't say a word.

He couldn't have imagined that the young man in front of him, who seemed to be weak and weak, and even seemed a little weak and deceitful, was so terrifying, and turned a half-giant into a dry corpse with one word.

"Issa. ”

The Marquis of Duras stared blankly at the dried corpse of the half-giant, and when he reached out and touched it lightly, the dried corpse turned into dust and scattered throughout the living room.

"You dare to kill him, you human dare to kill him. ”

The Marquis of Duras turned his head abruptly and stared at Aren with a chilling murderous intent in his red eyes.

Unlike those half-giants who died in the hands of Aaron yesterday, although those half-giants were his own brothers, there was no affection between them, but today he brought all his subordinates who supported life and death, and the relationship was even closer than that of his own brothers, but he didn't expect to die here, and died at the hands of humans he looked down on.

Duras's roar also woke Malthus from his shock, and he quickly pulled Aaron, "Go, hurry up, this guy is crazy, if you don't leave, you won't be able to leave." ”

"What's the hurry, you still don't believe in my strength?" Aaron said.

Viscount Malthus was about to cry, of course he didn't believe it, "Mr. Aaron, I know you are powerful, but Duras and the half-giant you killed just now are not at the same level at all, don't look at this half-giant is very strong, but for Duras, a slap can kill you." ”

"I don't think it's that strong. Aaron said speechlessly, a half-giant who is no more than the limit of mortals, in his eyes is almost like an ant, and he can kill with a single breath.

But the vitality does stop to be abundant.

Aaron felt the vitality that had just been extracted, although it was only the limit of mortals, but the vitality was more than that of humans in the Black Iron Realm, and even compared to the hellish creatures such as the sheep demon that Aaron had killed before.

Malthus didn't believe Aaron's words, although the way Aaron killed the other party just now was shocking, but Duras's brutality was even more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, in his heart.

What's more, Aaron is just a teenager, at most the means are a little weird, how powerful can he be?

So he thought that Alian's words were just a child's refusal to admit defeat, and pleaded in a low voice: "Mr. Aaron, now is not the time to be reckless, let's run away quickly, he has looked down on human beings, and he can kill whoever he wants, and now you have killed his subordinates and slapped him in the face, he will not let you go." ”

"Do you think we can run?" said Arman, pointing to the gate that had been blocked by two half-giants.

Only then did Viscount Malthus notice that there was a half-giant standing in front of the doors and windows of the house, sealing off the escape route for the two.

See this kind of scene. Viscount Malthus's face suddenly turned extremely pale, and his heart was full of remorse.

He doesn't think that he is the viscount of the principality, the Marquis of Duras will let him go, in the other party's heart, let alone a small viscount, even if he is the same marquis, as long as it is a human, the other party will kill him.

"Damn, why am I here, why would I run so fast if it was better to be a little late like everyone else before. ”

Viscount Malthus only felt that his intestines were full of regret, he finally knew why so many forces were present at that time, but only he came, he thought that he had come early, and he was complacent because of this, but he didn't expect that they had long known that the Marquis of Duras would come to find trouble, and Aryan was just a dead man, and it was not worth winning over at all.

No, it's not just a dead man, it's a disaster star, and whoever sticks to it will be unlucky.

Viscount Malthus finally reacted, he finally understood why a warlock who could improve his talent as a warlock was here, but let himself take the lead, and finally understood why he was just a viscount, and he was not as good as a baron, while others were promoted and rich, and the mix was getting better and better day by day.

However, Malthus can become a nobleman, but he is not a straw bag, and he can also be ruthless to himself at a critical moment, only to see him grit his teeth, dodge in front of Arlen, and shouted loudly.

"Marquis of Duras, Mr. Aaron is a warlock from that world, are you sure you want to offend him?"

The fist wind howled, and the chill surged, like a knife hitting his face, marking the blood.

Duras didn't pay any attention to what Malthus was saying, and he was so angry that he only wanted to kill the human boy in front of him who had killed his own men.

It's miserable, it's a dead deal.

The envisioned scenario did not materialize, and Viscount Malthus knew that he had lost his bet, and he closed his eyes and waited for death to come.

However, a few seconds passed, and the pain he had expected did not come.

What's going on?

Am I already dead?

Viscount Malthus quietly opened his eyes through a slit,...... 7110