As soon as one was eliminated, another one fell directly from the top of the head.
Ji Qinglin's right hand continued to shoot upward with the consciousness-only sword intent, and at the same time, his body quickly dodged to the side.
But after all, Qian Feng was held in front of him and was closer to the falling laser cutting mine. To be on the safe side, Ji Qinglin still held on with his hands...