C171 The power of the crowd

"Hmph …"

As soon as the grey-clothed youth said this, the black-robed youth, Lu Ming, did not say anything. His expression immediately darkened, and after a cold snort, he directly raised his hand and slapped towards Luo Yi.

In that moment, the space around him shook violently, and spatial ripples that could be seen with the naked eye swept towards Luo Yi.

His speed was astonishingly fast