PS: This chapter is to be updated thanks to the reward of 10,000 Qidian coins from the book fan, Qingxin Jam.
By the time Yang Wulong arrived, both sides had become evenly matched. Yang Wulong could only yell, "Stop fighting!"
Yang Wulong's bellow really stunned both Ji Yancheng's men and those of the Qingcheng Sword Sect.
They subconsciously paused and looked towards Yang Wulong. Seeing that the one who demanded them to stop was but a martial artist in the Divine Palace Realm, both groups knitted their eyebrows.
Ji Yancheng coldly asked, "Who are you?"
If it were an ordinary person who suddenly jumped out and shouted, Ji Yancheng would have smacked him to death long ago.
However, the other party was wearing the official uniform of the Six Gates, which also made Ji Yancheng a bit apprehensive. If the other party was one of the Four Great Divine Constables, he, as a prince of Great Zhou, would have to give him some respect.
