Douluo: I am the peerless swordsman, protector of Qian Renxue.

Upon hearing the news, Hu Liena looked weakly at Ling Feng who was standing beside her.

She did not dare to answer Bibi Dong's question immediately.

He was pondering in his mind, who was stronger, Bibi Dong or Ling Feng.

The teacher has become a god and should be stronger than Ling Feng.

Thinking of this, Hu Liena immediately plucked up the courage in her heart and looked directly at Bibi Dong.

He said, "Teacher, the person who killed Master Yu Xiaogang was the Sword Immortal Ling Feng!"

As she spoke, Hu Liena pointed her finger at Ling Feng.

Hearing this, Bibi Dong's eyes suddenly changed and instantly locked onto Ling Feng.

There was murderous intent in his eyes.

If looks could kill, Ling Feng would have been torn into pieces by Bibi Dong's gaze at this moment.

After learning that it was Ling Feng who killed her lover, Bibi Dong realized that her becoming a god was meaningless. Even if she had become a god now, it would be impossible for her to stay with Yu Xiaogang forever and become a pair of immortal lovers in the Douluo God Realm. Sparks instantly flew from Bibi Dong's eyes.

"You deserve to die!" Bibi Dong roared madly like a madman.

His hair was flying wildly, like a demon.

In extreme anger and with new and old grudges, Bibi Dong directly attacked Ling Feng.

The Rakshasa Demon Scythe in his hand swung out with an extremely strange arc and chopped towards Ling Feng.

At the same time, they mobilized the evil energy in heaven and earth and directed it towards him, blocking all his escape routes and making it impossible for him to dodge.

Feeling Bibi Dong's overwhelming murderous intent, Ling Feng stared at the oncoming Rakshasa Demon Scythe, and a hint of seriousness rose in his eyes.

Facing such a powerful and surging attack from Bibi Dong, Ling Feng raised his index and middle fingers and pointed the sword finger at Bibi Dong.

Endless sword energy emanated from his sword fingers and rushed towards Bibi Dong like a dance of demons.

The sword energy continued to condense and turned into a sharp sword, which faced the Rakshasa Demon Scythe head-on.

He blocked the Rakshasa's sickle that was about to fall.

"What, how is this possible?!"

Seeing Ling Feng easily take her god-level attack without any effort, Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes widened in shock.

It was unbelievable that Ling Feng, with his mortal strength, had been able to withstand her god-level attack, and not only did he not lose the upper hand, but even had the upper hand.

Bibi Dong's shock did not last long.

She had already anticipated Ling Feng's strength.

After all, when they were both at the 99th level of Peak Extreme Douluo, Ling Feng could easily kill her without any effort.

Bibi Dong quickly calmed down.

Looking at Ling Feng in front of him, his voice was quite solemn, "You are very strong, I admit it."

The voice paused and then took a sudden turn, "But no matter how powerful you are, no matter how great you are, you are not a god after all."

"And I am a genuine 100-level god. The throne I inherited is the God of Rakshasa, and the God of Rakshasa is a first-level god in the God Realm."

"The gap between you and me is more than just a chasm.

The gap between you and me is like the difference between the light of a firefly and the sun."

With a cold snort, Bibi Dong suddenly clenched the Rakshasa Demon Scythe in her big hand. With boundless murderous aura, she controlled the Rakshasa Demon Scythe and slashed straight towards Ling Feng.

"Divine Skill: Netherworld Rakshasa!"

With a loud shout, Bibi Dong swung the Rakshasa Demon Scythe in her hand with all her strength.

A giant purple-black sickle phantom appeared behind her, and the giant purple-black sickle phantom swung quietly as her Rakshasa Demon Scythe swung.

In the sky, purple light swept down with the swing of a giant sickle, condensing into a huge purple sickle light blade hundreds of meters long.

The huge purple sickle blade slashed straight towards Ling Feng, trying to chop him down from the void.

Faced with such a powerful attack from Bibi Dong, the contempt and disdain in Ling Feng's eyes disappeared, replaced by seriousness.

Looking at the huge purple sickle blade coming towards him, Ling Feng said very seriously: "It's a very good attack, worthy of being a Rakshasa divine skill, a punch with 50% of the power of the God of Shura!"

"However, such an attack alone is not enough to threaten me!"

"It can only make me a little more serious and less sleepy!"

"Let me see the extent of your full-strength attack in a state of rage and fury!"

As he finished speaking, Ling Feng's soul power surged throughout his body, and a sharp sword energy burst out.

The sword energy and soul power merged into a sharp sword.

Ling Feng opened his hand, and the sharp sword slowly fell into his hand and was held in his hand.

Ling Feng held the sharp sword in one hand, floating in the air, holding the sword in one hand and standing with the other hand behind his back.

Looking at the huge purple sickle light blade that was already attacking his face, the corner of Ling Feng's clothes moved slightly in the wind, and a terrifying aura that penetrated the heaven and earth burst out from him.

He was hovering above the void, and at this moment he was like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.

That sharp feeling broke through the sky and cut through everything.

"One sword can separate the world!"

Ling Feng whispered, and his whole body turned into a sharp sword, with an invincible momentum that could cut through everything, and struck straight into the sky.

With a slash of sword, the world seemed to be split apart, and a sense of desolation spread.

What was separated was not only the world, but also Bibi Dong's magical skill: Netherworld Rakshasa.

Likewise, what spread was not just the feeling of desolation, but also Bibi Dong's boundless murderous aura and her Rakshasa power.

Bibi Dong was also knocked away by this sword.

His figure flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, falling straight from the sky, hitting the ground and sinking deeply into the ground.

Countless dust was stirred up, and the dust in the sky blocked the view, reducing the visibility of the air to zero.

However, this had no effect on Ling Feng.

Ling Feng looked at Bibi Dong indifferently, slowly stretched out his hand, and a three-foot green light appeared on his hand.

This was actually his martial soul: the Taixu Guangming Yuan Sword, one of the Taixu Nine Yuan Swords!

Light restrains darkness, and also restrains evil.

She is Bibi Dong's natural nemesis. Although her control over her is not as strong as that of the Shura God, it is still quite good.

"First Soul Skill: Great Void Light Yuan Sword - Throw the Universe!"

The Taixu Guangming Yuan Sword pointed at Bibi Dong below, and Ling Feng's first soul ring suddenly lit up.

Boundless soul power surged, majestic sword energy was injected into the sword, and the Taixu Guangming Yuan Sword shone with thousands of feet of light, melting all the darkness in the world.

In the midst of the dazzling light, a golden sword shot straight down from the sky, carrying the power to destroy the world like a meteorite.

"teacher!"

Hu Liena looked at Bibi Dong who was at a disadvantage, held her breath, and her heart couldn't help but tighten.

At the same time, he was extremely shocked that Ling Feng was so powerful.

Even though the teacher has become a god, he is still being hammered.