My brother is too strong.

Yan Hongyu wanted to cry in front of Lu Shaoqing.

Why did they suddenly let her be the leader?

In the East State Alliance, there are hundreds of forces, big and small, if not a thousand. There are as many cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage as dogs, and there are many who are stronger than her.

Whether it is her qualifications or her own strength, she is not qualified to be the leader.

If she is the leader, who will obey her? Wouldn't she be shot into a hedgehog by all kinds of hidden arrows?

What is the difference between letting her be the leader of the East State Alliance and roasting her on the fire rack?

Yan Hongyu looked at Lu Shaoqing in horror, and tears were about to come out.

"Sir, I, I can't do it."

Lu Shaoqing shook his head, "Why? Men can't say no, but you women can say no?"

"Isn't it just a small leader? Did it scare you?"

Suddenly, countless words filled Yan Hongyu's heart, and she wanted to complain.

A small leader?

This is a union of all the big and small forces in Dongzhou. Even the Yuding Sect, which is at odds with the Cang Lei Sect, has joined with a pinch of the nose.

The strength of the alliance is already the strongest force in Dongzhou.

If you don't make a move, even if your Lingxiao Sect comes, it can't beat you.

Yan Hongyu really doesn't have the confidence to be the leader of the alliance. If she doesn't do well, she will not only implicate herself and the Yan family, but also implicate Dongzhou and even become a sinner of mankind.

More importantly, it will embarrass Lu Shaoqing.

This burden is too big, and she has no confidence to bear it.

She said to Lu Shaoqing again, "Sir, I can't do it. You, choose someone else."

Lu Shaoqing frowned, "Really don't want to be it?"

Yan Hongyu nodded heavily, pursed her lips, and tried to squeeze out a serious expression to let Lu Shaoqing know her determination.

Lu Shaoqing sighed, "Okay, since you don't want to, then I won't force it."

After saying that, Lu Shaoqing's breath suddenly changed.

The lazy look disappeared, replaced by a cold and ruthless look.

At the same time, a strong breath emanated from his body.

The faces of several gods standing in front of Lu Shaoqing changed wildly. In their feeling, it seemed that there was a monstrous beast awakening in Lu Shaoqing's body, about to choose someone to devour.

"Sir, Sir!"

With strong strength, the most sensitive feeling, several gods almost peed.

Lu Shaoqing glanced at them with cold eyes, and several gods wanted to kneel.

What kind of look is this?

Ruthless, cold, as if the immortal emperor above the nine heavens, looking at the ants on the ground indifferently.

A murderous aura permeated from Lu Shaoqing and soon spread throughout the entire Huangcheng.

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

"Puff!"

Countless cultivators with low strength could not bear this terrifying murderous intent, and vomited blood and knelt down.

Pale face, body and even soul were trembling, weak all over, even if they wanted to shout, they couldn't shout.

Even several gods turned pale. They were closer and could feel the horror of Lv Shaoqing more.

They believed that if Lv Shaoqing wanted to kill them, he would not need a second move, and he could wipe them out of this world with just one move.

Yan Hongyu's scalp was tingling. What was the young master going to do?

Could it be that I don't want to be the leader and you want to kill me?

Just as everyone was terrified, Lv Shaoqing slowly spoke, his tone as cold as the cold wind in the twelfth lunar month, "I killed the people of Cang Lei Sect and offended your alliance."

"When someone else becomes the leader, they will definitely come to me for revenge. I hate trouble the most."

"In this case, I can only kill all of you and put an end to it."

Lv Shaoqing's words made everyone feel like they were falling into an ice cave. No one suspected that Lv Shaoqing was joking with his current appearance.

It would be easy for a person in the Void Refining Stage to kill them, even if all of them united.

After Lv Shaoqing finished speaking, he put his two fingers together to form a sword and pointed at several gods.

The invisible sword intent spread, surging towards the several gods like a tide, covering them.

In an instant, the several gods felt that they had come to a world of sword intent.

Even the air they breathed in the air was filled with terrifying sword intent.

The sword intent was violent, like a hot-tempered elf, rushing forward to tear them into pieces.

"Ah!"

The several gods fought hard, and after a few breaths, the sword intent disappeared, but they were more or less injured.

The faces of several of them were horrified. After personally feeling Lu Shaoqing's terrible strength, the fear in their hearts reached the highest point.

Moreover, Lu Shaoqing had not yet fully exerted his strength, but only slightly attacked them.

At present, the several gods are all old antiques who are hundreds or even thousands of years old. They have lived for so long, what have they not experienced?

They can easily guess that Lu Shaoqing is like this now.

Otherwise, Lu Shaoqing would have chopped them with a sword, andDon't waste time with them here.

Immediately, several gods said loudly to Yan Hongyu, "Miss Yan, just agree to the young master."

"Master Yan, the position of the leader must belong to you. I am the first to support you. Anyone who dares to oppose is against me, Wen Cang."

"Yes, except for you, Miss Yan, no one else is suitable to be the leader."

"Miss Yan, just take this responsibility for the sake of everyone in Dongzhou."

Several gods almost knelt down to Yan Hongyu.

Aunt, if you don't agree, we old bones will die.

Yan Hongyu was stunned and didn't know how to answer for a while.

She looked at Lu Shaoqing, who looked at her coldly, "Do you feel that no one will help you, so you don't want to be the leader? It doesn't matter!"

Then, with a cold snort, some ordinary cultivators around screamed, spurted blood, and fainted.

And a large number of them fainted, which scared the other cultivators to tremble.

Some people wanted to escape, but their bodies seemed to be filled with lead and they had no strength.

Wen Cang, the God of Transformation, shouted again, "Master Yan, do you want to see your fellow Taoists die tragically?"

"As a cultivator from Dongzhou, you should contribute to Dongzhou and take responsibility. You should be the leader."

The cultivators around also shouted hurriedly, "Yes, Master Yan, the leader must be you."

"I hope Master Yan agrees!"

If you don't agree, we will die.

Wen Cang and several other Gods of Transformation exchanged glances and bowed to Yan Hongyu, "Meet the leader!"

Other cultivators also hurriedly followed, "Meet the leader..."