Su Old Devil, Return of the Azure Dragon

At Sikong Jing's words, Wang Qing's entire body trembled violently.

Sikong Jing had actually been comprehending and studying the Army-Slaying Formation. He could wipe out Yuwen Guan in one fell swoop right now.

"So that's how it is. No wonder Brother wasn't slaughtering people recklessly—he was perfecting an Army-Slaying Formation that belonged to him alone." Only then did Sikong Ling come to a sudden realization, nodding in understanding.

With another soft laugh, Sikong Jing said, "In a battle that's certain to be won, I don't want to kill too many people either."

His words remained casual, yet in Wang Qing's eyes, they were terrifying beyond measure. One million soldiers facing ten million was already a battle certain to be won, and the only concern was not killing too many people.

Sikong Jing was simply too monstrous.

Just as Sikong Jing had said, he continued using Yuwen Guan and the ten million Great Shang troops to evolve and test all manner of battle formations from Army-Slaying Diagrams, incorporating beast skills that belonged to Sikong Jing himself.

This made his Army-Slaying Formation ever more varied and unpredictable.

After two hours, he replaced them with a fresh group of Yun Province soldiers to let them experience it as well.

The new Yun Province soldiers possessed different beast skills, so the beast forms of the battle formation and the killing intent of the military way underwent entirely different changes.

Time trickled by, and night fell completely...

Yuwen Guan was already on the verge of collapse, and the ten million Great Shang troops were nearly breaking down as well. Yet the former still did not know that he was merely a whetstone for Sikong Jing. He still believed he could win.

Thus, Yuwen Guan gritted his teeth and continued to hold on, continuing to command