C821 Pang Ji appeared

In a split-second, under many anxious and gloating gazes, just as the palm was about to come into contact with the back of Yang Fan's head, Yang Fan moved.

His body was like a leaf that had been swept away by the wind. His body was light and agile. In the blink of an eye, he had widened the distance between him and the black shadow that had ambushed him by half a meter.

However