The palace formation has strong defensive power, which is the result of continuous reinforcement and accumulation by the royal families of the Holy Angel Kingdom.

The formation is connected to the ground of the royal city. Once it is fully activated, it will be difficult for even a saint-level powerhouse to break through it in a short period of time.

Not only that, the formation can also suppress the strength of those who have not been granted passage authority by the seal.

There are three eighth-level ministers in the palace, as well as many seventh-level guests.

Without the suppression of the large formation, it would have been absolutely impossible for Jiang Zhengyang's team and Han Yu's team to defeat each other.

Not to mention the opponent's collective attack, even if they only send out one eighth-level worshiper, they can sweep away the two seventh-level teams led by Jiang Zhengyang and Han Yu.

The eighth level strong man is so terrifying.

Fortunately, the Kingdom of Holy Angels is just a kingdom and there are no holy orders to control it, otherwise the great formation would not be able to suppress it.

The war broke out.

The maids and guards were panicked.

The palace guards roared angrily and scolded the intruders.

All kinds of energy are flying around.

The whole palace was in chaos.

With the suppression of the formation, the three eighth-level worshipers can exert the strength of six or seven levels at most, and the seventh-level team can completely handle it.

Jiang Zhengyang led a small team to surround the three eighth-level worshipers.

"Who are you? Why did you invade the palace?" An old man with white hair glared angrily.

"Nothing else. I am just taking back the right to use the palace for Her Royal Highness the Princess. Do you want to surrender without mercy, or do you want to be defeated by us and surrender?"

"Arrogant!"

"act recklessly!"

"madness!"

The three worshipers cursed angrily.

Jiang Zhengyang's face turned cold, "Humph, I don't know how to praise you. Come on, brothers, and beat up these three old men. Do you really think that you are still a superior eighth-level expert?"

"..."

The four teammates were speechless. Where did the three old players come from?

Obviously there is only one, but the other two are not old.

An earth-shattering battle broke out between the two sides.

Yu Yi burst into laughter, Jiang Zhengyang looked more and more like a villain.

Five seventh-level players whose strength was not suppressed faced three eighth-level players whose strength was mostly suppressed. There was no need to guess the outcome.

The three eighth-level priests quickly fell into a disadvantage and were beaten.

Not to mention those seventh-level guest ministers, their strength is suppressed below seventh level.

Faced with the sanctions imposed by Hanyu Team, he was powerless to resist.

The strength of the two teams was evenly matched. Facing a group of suppressed guests was almost like playing games.

Many guests were chased and beaten by several people, and the scene was very funny.

If Yu Yi hadn't said hello in advance and left the lives of the guests waiting to be conquered, they would have been killed long ago.

The Princess Guards led by Wei Feng were quite large, more than 500 people.

Most of them came from Luo Ya's thousand-man guard, and some came from the guards who had been subdued secretly.

The Princess Guards formed many fighting squads and arrested the palace guards on a large scale.

Lucas looked very unhappy when he saw Xiao Liu in the Princess Guards.

"Xiao Liu, you are so brave. You dare to collude with outsiders and attack the palace. Do you know that this is a serious crime of genocide?"

"Hmph, I am your Royal Highness, so I am different from you guys who are cheating on me."

"asshole."

"Xiao Liu, don't talk nonsense to Lucas, let's settle it quickly." Wei Feng scolded.

"Yes, Brother Wei."

Lucas looked surprised and asked: "Wei Feng, it's you? The guy who pretended to be a recruit last time was also you?"

"Haha, I didn't expect Commander Lu to have a good memory."

"It turns out you had a plan in advance."

"It's a pity that you found out too late, brothers."

Wei Feng led a swarm of people forward, and the two sides fought hand to hand.

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There are two to three thousand people in the Royal Palace Guards. With their strength suppressed, they cannot defeat the Princess Guards at all.

Soon someone became a prisoner.

Some of the guards who refused to surrender were killed on the spot.

Wei Feng is not a soft-hearted person and knows when to use what method.

The situation in the palace was almost one-sided.

Yu Yi lay calmly on the deck chair, watching the battles breaking out everywhere.

There are a lot of guards around you, so you don't have to worry about safety at all.

At this moment, he has quite a heroic spirit, "With the seal in my hand, I own the world."

"Master Yu, you are really powerful. No wonder Her Highness the Princess trusts you so much." A cute-looking little maid was hammering Yu Yi's legs.

The little maid named Xiao Huan is Luo Ya's personal maid. She was the one who helped Luo Ya escape from the palace.

Later, Xiaohuan was arrested and sent to a prison where he suffered a lot.

During the last prison robbery, she was rescued together.

The little bad guy didn't complain about this, and still chose to stay with Luo Ya as a maid.

Today's action was that Luo Ya asked Xiao Huan to follow her and asked her to take care of Yu Yi.

"Haha... No, it's just a matter of seizing the opportunity properly and taking advantage of the convenience of the large formation. It can't be said to be a perfect strategy."

Yu Yi waved his hand.

A few hours passed and the fighting gradually subsided.

Jiang Zhengyang escorted the three eighth-level worshipers back to where Yu Yi was.

Three eighth-level experts, two men and one woman, all had bruises on their noses and swollen faces, and were in a very miserable state.

Their abilities are sealed and they cannot self-destruct even if they want to.

"I would like to report to you, sir, that my subordinates have fulfilled their mission and enshrined and subdued the three of them."

"Old Jiang, thank you for your hard work."

"Mao Zheng, Karim, and Lan Yingxue, you three have suffered, please sign your names." Yu Yi handed over a contract scroll.

He already knew the situation in the palace, and it was not surprising that he knew the names of the three worshipers.

When Jiang Zhengyang saw the contract scroll, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. The eyes of the four teammates behind him also jumped.

They were all tricked by the contract scroll.

"Hmph...a little ant wants me to sign a master-servant contract. It's just a wishful thinking." Mao Zheng, who had a beard and white eyebrows, said disdainfully.

"Brother Mao is right. Wanting us to surrender is simply a fool's errand." Karim was equally disdainful.

Lan Yingxue didn't speak, but he could see the thoughts in her eyes, which were the same as the first two.

"Old Jiang, drag out these three guys who don't know how to commend themselves and beat them until they are willing to sign." Yu Yi was too lazy to talk nonsense to the tough-talking people.

Jiang Zhengyang's eyelids twitched. His master's method of punishing people was really simple and crude.

Forget about two men, there is also a lady.

Lan Yingxue is a beautiful woman with long aqua hair and a curvy figure.

My own lord is actually willing to deal harsh blows and doesn't know how to show mercy to others.

He felt a little sympathy for the three eighth-level priests.

"Why are you still standing there? Drag him out and beat him!"

"Yes, sir."

The three offerings were dragged away.

The shrill screams came from next door, which really saddened those who heard them and made those who heard them cry.
To be continued...