Not Fighting

Once he said this, those messy noises instantly disappeared.

Almost everyone turned around and looked nervously. Different degrees of respect and fear filled their eyes.

Mo Yun's name was famous in the entire Peach Blossom Dock. Even those who hated the Black Sword Sect would be terrified when they saw Mo Yun. After all, he was really strong.

Seeing Mo Yun, quite a few of them prepared themselves. That was because Mo Yun rarely showed himself in public even though he was usually in charge of all the Black Sword Sect's matters.

Everyone knew without saying why he suddenly came over.

Dead silence.

The situation was tense.

Mo Yun went forward with a cold face. He first glanced at Blue Peak's situation.

A line of fire spiraled in the middle of the mountain.

The dark-blue fire surged down from the cracked mountain rocks and leaped around happily.