"Brat, will you surrender without a fight, or shall we tear you apart?" Jiang Kui, the leader of the Four Devils, said.
He opened his mouth, revealing thick, sticky blood within.
His teeth seemed bloodthirsty, ravenous with hunger.
"A pack of freaks daring to call yourselves devils, tarnishing the Devil Race's reputation," Xu Zimo snorted coldly.
Overlord Shadow had already been drawn from behind his back.
"If you can block one slash of mine, consider it your good fortune. I will spare your life."
"Brat, you've gone too far!" The Four Devils were clearly enraged.
Yet the four were not reckless. With a wave of his right hand, Jiang Kui commanded the Imperial Guards behind them, "Test him with the battle formation."
The power of a battle formation was like water flowing into the sea, gathering from little into much.
The more people there were, the stronger the battle formation naturally became.
There were several thousand Imperial Guards before them. Though they could not compare to the Golden Lion Legion in terms of elite quality,
numbers crushed everything.
Among Great Qin's soldiers, battle formations were the most basic thing.
They were also the only way for the weak to huddle together for warmth.
On the battlefield, a true powerhouse could completely change the course of a battle.
The emergence of battle formations was meant to reduce an individual's threat to the lowest possible level.
At this moment, the Imperial Guard army gave a low shout. What they cultivated was the Golden Dragon Battle Formation.
Great Qin took the dragon as its totem.
This Golden Dragon Formation was the foremost battle formation.
However, the Golden Dragon Battle Formation had extremely demanding requirements. First, there had to be enough people—at least a thousand.
Second, each person's cultivation could not differ too greatly;