Chapter 1868: Robbing the Corpse (Part 2)

"Bastard! Let go of our people!" Seeing Jiang Mo snatching the corpse, the Bimon people were also very angry.

They roared and killed Jiang Mo, but Jiang Mo's speed was too fast, and his technique was also fast. In an instant, more than twenty corpses were all collected into the space ring.

At this time, the Bimon tribe had already stepped on Jiang Mo.

Because the soldiers behind kept pushing forward, the Bimeng tribe couldn't stop and attack Jiang Mo, so everyone planned to trample Jiang Mo to death with their feet.

On the other hand, Jiang Mo kept dodging the big feet that stepped on him, and after a while, he disappeared into the figure of the Bimon tribe.

Lin Qianqian in the distance was worried at this moment, her heart was almost in her throat.

"Jiang Mo...! Jiang Mo? He won't be in danger, right?" Lin Qianqian didn't even know how much she cared about Jiang Mo's life and death.

"Miss, don't go forward anymore, Captain Jiang Mo said, let's prepare to escape!" The maid pulled Lin Qianqian, and refused to let her come forward.

"No! I can't go by myself! He hasn't come back yet, we, if we leave him, we won't be able to survive!" Lin Qianqian looked at the maid with tears in her eyes.

Anyone who sees a human being swallowed by the Behemoth army can hardly believe that that guy can still come out alive.

However, the Bimeng tribe did not give Lin Qianqian the chance to prove whether Jiang Mo was alive. They took great strides, and they had already killed the fallen ones.

"Bang bang bang...!"

The terrifying feet fell, and the fallen people on the ground, like a group of ants, had no power to resist. Even if a few guys sent out sword energy, they couldn't stop the entire Behemoth army at all.

The army hesitated for a moment after the collision, and behind them, a large number of ground dragons came out from the gap of the Beamon tribe.

"Boom...!" Di Xinglong lowered his head, not even looking ahead, and rushed forward fiercely one by one.

The damage that the fallen ones can bring is limited, and the fallen ones on the edge are relatively weak in strength, and they can't stand the double charge of Beamon and Dixinglong at all.

"Hold it! Unleash the sword energy! Quick!" The commander in front roared angrily, and behind him, one by one, the sword energy was released crazily.

With the blocking of sword energy, the attack of the Bimeng people was slightly relieved for a moment, but the soldiers in front must be dead and cannot die anymore.

At this time, the difference between the two major forces is manifested.

It's not that human beings don't have the ability to fight Beamon. At least, the Beamon tribe suffered a lot in the previous battles. However, because there is no food for the current fallen people, most of the food is in the core, and these guys on the periphery are mostly abandoned.

They are hungry, sleepy, their hands are weak, and their strength has declined. In the face of the powerful, well-fed Beamon, they simply have no ability to fight.

People are like iron, rice is like steel, without a good body, what do you use to work hard?

"Sister-in-law! Let's go!" Zhang Chao looked at it, no way, as expected to what the captain said, basically, at the beginning, it was the result of failure, and the fallen people couldn't stand it at all. The captain is really far-sighted and an absolute genius , Just by looking at it, one can clearly analyze the direction of the subsequent battle. Zhang Chao feels that Jiang Mo does not seem to be simple.

"No! I can't go! Zhang Chao, we're waiting!" Lin Qianqian begged, she didn't really regard herself as a sister-in-law, and she didn't have the confidence to speak.