"A mere mine slave dares to stop my commander. He is simply looking for death."
Although Shan Biao was surprised that Lin Bei actually appeared here and caught his whip with the palm of his hand, Shan Biao didn't think much about it.
In his eyes, Lin Bei was just a low-level mining slave who had been seriously injured.
What's more, even if Lin Bei was not injured, he was still in his prime. Shan Biao would not be afraid of Lin Bei at all.
He is just a middle-stage true god. How can he make waves in front of him?
As Shan Biao snorted coldly, Shan Biao flicked his wrist. A burst of extremely strong power was transmitted directly through the whip.
"Since you want to grab my whip so much, you'd better hold on and hold on."
Shan Biao sneered in his heart.
He was looking forward to the moment when Lin Bei's palm exploded. No matter what happened, Lin Bei's palm would be injured and he would never be able to hold his whip again.
But.
soon.
The smile on Shan Biao's face was somewhat frozen.
"this......"
Shan Biao looked at the scene in front of him in great surprise.
He knew very well that the strength he had just exploded was transmitted through the iron whip, and ordinary true gods in the middle stage would never dare to directly receive it.
No matter how powerful Lin Bei is, his palms will definitely be injured.
But now, what did he see?
Lin Bei's palm that grasped his iron whip did not move at all, as if he did not feel the power of his vibration.
"impossible!"
Shan Biao simply couldn't believe it.
You know, Lin Bei is not only a mid-stage True God, he is also a mid-stage True God who has been seriously injured.
When they picked up Lin Bei, Lin Bei was almost breathing his last breath. He also checked the injuries on his body and found that they could not be faked.
After that, without any chance of recovery, he was thrown into the Taixu ancient mine.
Moreover, it is still on the fifth floor of the Taixu Ancient Mine.
They were mining under the nose of Nangong Sheng, who was at the peak of the True God.
There is absolutely no way to recover from your injuries.
The most important thing is that even if Lin Bei takes 10,000 steps back and recovers from all his injuries, his mid-level True God state cannot be faked.
Regardless of whether it was Nangong Xian'er, Nangong Qingxuan, or Nangong Sheng, they all judged Lin Bei to be in the middle stage of True God.
How could a mid-stage True God be his opponent?
He is not a rare genius like Nangong Xian'er, nor does he have so many trump cards.
But now. What's going on?
"Commander Shan Biao, where is your authority?"
Lin Bei smiled softly.
The palm that grabbed the iron whip shook slightly in a very small arc.
moment.
A huge force with an amplitude of more than 100,000 kilograms was transmitted along the iron whip.
"ah!"
Shan Biao screamed.
The palm of his right hand that held the iron whip of the magic weapon exploded directly. Even the finger bones exploded completely.
"Pah!"
Lin Bei held the iron whip. With one flick of his wrist, the entire iron whip was controlled by Lin Bei and suddenly struck Shan Biao on the chest.
Shan Biao exploded in the palm of his hand and screamed. The first time he knew something was wrong.
But he wanted to avoid it, but it was too late.
"Bang!"
The iron whip hit him directly on the chest.
moment.
Shan Biao's chest exploded, leaving a bloodstain deep into the bone. It was terrifying and ferocious.
"escape!"
At this moment, Shan Biao had only one thought in his mind.
Although I don’t know why Lin Bei, a middle-stage True God, would explode with such terrifying strength.
But it was only such a short encounter. Shan Biao made a judgment.
He is no match for Lin Bei.
However.
As soon as Shan Biao had the idea of escape, the iron whip that originally belonged to him once again caused a shrill explosion in the air.
Before he could escape, the iron whip hit his chest again.
"puff!"
Shan Biao spurted out a mouthful of blood, and was knocked to the ground by Lin Bei's whip.
The ribs on the chest were all broken under this whip.
Even his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were injured by the extremely powerful force.
"Commander Shan Biao, does it feel good to hit people with this iron whip?"
Lin Bei's lips curled up into a smile again.
As Lin Bei's words fell, Lin Bei swung the iron whip again and suddenly hit Shan Biao's legs.
"Crack."
In an instant, Shan Biao's kneecaps on both legs shattered directly under the blows of the magic weapon's iron whip.
The smile on Lin Bei's face did not diminish.
However, in Shan Biao's eyes, it was like the smile of the god of death.
Not only Shan Biao, but also Wei Tianpeng on the side was a little frightened at this time.
Lin Bei looked at it with a hint of fear in his heart.
"Lin Bei, you are going against the Nangong family. If you dare to kill me, the Nangong family will not let you go!"
Shan Biao looked ferocious and gritted his teeth.
"Oh, I'm so scared!"
There was a hint of "fear" on Lin Bei's face, but there was no pause in the movements of his hands.
