Draw Goddess from Douluo

However, Liu Yang had no way out at this moment. He could only bite the bullet and try to negotiate with this weirdo. He took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound calm and composed: "I... I was just passing by here, I didn't mean any harm. If I disturbed you, please forgive me."

The weirdo didn't say anything, but just looked Liu Yang up and down with his sharp eyes. After a long while, he slowly said: "Since you are here, you are a guest. However, this is not a fun place. You'd better not move around, otherwise..."

He didn't say any more, but the threat was self-evident.

Liu Yang could only nod his head in agreement, but he was secretly thinking about how to get out of this situation as quickly as possible. He knew that he was really in trouble this time, but no matter what, he had to do everything he could to survive.

Although he had just experienced a bloody battle yesterday and even almost hovered on the brink of life and death, Liu Yang thought he had tempered enough courage and bravery. However, when he suddenly saw the densely packed skulls in front of him, he couldn't help but be shocked. The empty eye sockets of those skulls seemed to tell of the despair and unwillingness of the past, and the white teeth seemed to still have the wailing before death.

Liu Yang felt a chill in his heart and subconsciously took a few steps back, his feet rubbing against the ground with a dull sound. He stared at the triangular-eyed savage in front of him warily, his expression full of alertness. Taking a deep breath, he tried to cover up his inner uneasiness with a firm retort: ​​"Who are you?"

The triangular-eyed savage glared at the words, and his already huge eyes looked even bigger. As he moved, the air around him suddenly became turbid, as if an invisible violent aura was slowly gathering. He suddenly stood up, and his burly figure cast a long shadow in the dim light, looking like a huge black bear awakening, full of oppression.

"I am the devil incarnate, Wang Ergou!" The triangular-eyed savage's voice was rough, and every word seemed to carry a heavy echo, echoing in the empty venue, "Little baby, since you are here today, you can't even think of walking out of that door alive. !”

Wang Ergou? Liu Yang recited the name silently in his heart, and the look on his face became even more vigilant. He quickly looked at this weirdo who called himself the "Demon King of Confusion", trying to judge his true strength from his words and deeds. Soul warrior? It shouldn't be possible. Just that sword exuding a fierce aura has full intimidating power. How could an ordinary soul warrior be equipped with such a domineering weapon?

That is the soul master. Liu Yang secretly guessed that the second level of Dark Night Hell would not be much more difficult than the first level. But even so, the strength gap between soul masters of different star levels is huge. If he is not careful, he may die under the knife of this seemingly wild wild man with triangular eyes.

Thinking of this, Liu Yang couldn't help but feel a surge of unwillingness to admit defeat. He has always been a person who is good at observing people's emotions and adapting to circumstances. At this moment, he decided to test the opponent's strength and intelligence. So he deliberately pretended to be arrogant and snorted coldly: "Hey, I'm a two-star soul master. How dare you speak arrogantly? I'll have to teach you a lesson later."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Yang felt a powerful aura locking onto him. Wang Ergou's eyes flashed with fierce light, like a beast about to pounce. However, Liu Yang did not flinch. He stared closely into the other person's eyes, trying to find any flaws in them.

"Oh? A two-star soul master?" Wang Ergou raised a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth, "So what? Here, strength is the last word. Don't say you are a two-star soul master, even if you are a three-star or four-star soul master, You may not be able to get any benefits from me."

Liu Yang's heart moved when he heard this. It seemed that Wang Ergou was not simple. He could look at a two-star soul master with such contempt, which meant that his own strength was at least above this level. But to what extent, further testing was needed.

So, he deliberately pretended to be unconvinced and said provocatively: "Hmph, it's easy for you to say that. If you have the ability, try it. Don't just show off with words, or I will beat you to pieces." It’s a shame.”

Wang Ergou's eyes flashed with anger, and he was obviously angered by Liu Yang's words. He held the hilt of the knife tightly and approached Liu Yang step by step. With every step he took, the ground trembled, as if it couldn't bear his heavy footsteps. And the domineering sword exuded a sharp aura, as if it would fly out of his hand at any time and cut down the enemy in front of him.