208: If that doesn't work, then let's use a sword.

"Kill me, and the entrance will naturally appear!"

The man in black replied expressionlessly.

Feng Ming heard this and thought, "My goodness, he certainly talks big. Since that's the case, I won't hold back."

He immediately raised his hand and shot a Sword Finger directly at the Guardian.

The opponent was also quick, instantly dodging to the side.

However, Feng Ming's strength was much greater than his. Although he reacted, he still couldn't evade Feng Ming's attack.

The Sword Finger instantly pierced through the man in black's neck. Carrying the power of thunder, the Sword Finger bored a hole through his neck and even blasted open a wound.

In Feng Ming's view, the Black-Clothed Swordsman should have been dead for sure, but the situation he saw was completely different from what he imagined.

Not only did the man in black not die and continued to charge at him, but the neck blasted open by the Thunder Power was actually repairing itself rapidly.

By the time he reached Feng Ming, there wasn't a single scar left on his neck.

Feng Ming cursed "Holy shit" in his heart.

"No wonder this guy talked so big, saying I could pass if I killed him. With this kind of terrifying recovery ability, how the hell am I supposed to kill him?"

Feng Ming was a bit bewildered, but the enemy was right in front of him, leaving no time for much thought.

He steeled himself and instantly struck out with a Wind Thunder Palm.

One must know that from the time he began to Cultivate until now, this Move was Feng Ming's most lethal technique.

As the Wind Thunder Palm struck, the Black-Clothed Swordsman couldn't dodge in time and was instantly blown apart, turning into a bloody mist.

Blood sprayed onto the walls and the floor, warm and filled with a metallic stench.

Almost simultaneously, an entrance to the next level appeared on the wall.

Feng Ming was a bit dazed. "Wait, is this the difficult level the Sect Master mentioned?"

Feng Ming thought this but didn't lower his guard. After all, based on his experience of passing eighty levels before, the Sect Master's words were not without reason.

But now that the entrance had appeared, it was better to go through it as soon as possible.

What if it really was this simple?

Just as Feng Ming finished thinking, he saw the entrance on the wall suddenly flash and then disappear.

This left Feng Ming dumbfounded.

The entrance had clearly appeared, so why did it suddenly vanish?

In the next second, Feng Ming's expression changed because he sensed a familiar aura within this space.

When he turned around, he was momentarily stunned.

The bloodstains on the floor and walls were actually merging together rapidly, at an astonishing speed.

In the parts that had already merged, the legs of the Shadowy Swordsman had already appeared.

Furthermore, the Shadowy Swordsman's entire body was rapidly reconstructing.

Seeing this scene, there was nothing Feng Ming couldn't understand.

This was no longer just an incredible healing ability.

Instead, the Guardian of this level could actually reconstruct and recombine. One must know he had just been blown into a bloody mist, yet he was already nearly finished with his restoration.

Who the hell could kill something like this?

The problem now was that he had to kill him to pass the level.

However... Feng Ming suddenly paused as he thought. He remembered the vortex that appeared for a brief moment just now; it seemed this level wasn't without a way to crack it.

But it was a huge test of speed. He had to enter the entrance in a very short amount of time after killing the Black-Clothed Swordsman, before the opponent could revive and reconstruct.

However, the speed had to be fast.

Otherwise, as long as even a part of this Shadowy Swordsman's body reconstructed, he would be considered revived, and the vortex would disappear!

Unless you had the ability to keep him in an exploded state for a long time, preventing reconstruction.

Other than that, there was no other good way.

Thinking of this, Feng Ming couldn't help but sigh again.

If Jiang Shuwan were here to pass this level, there would definitely be no problem.

Her Ice Thunder Domain was too perfect for this. Once the Ice Thunder Domain was opened, she could completely freeze the man in black in his bloody mist state after the explosion.

She wouldn't have to rush at all to enter the next level through the entrance.

This made Feng Ming envy Jiang Shuwan once again.

However, he also understood that the Way of Cold Ice was not his primary cultivation path. Trying to pass the level through the Way of Cold Ice was basically impossible, so he had to find another way.

His killing speed was fast enough; once the Wind Thunder Palm was unleashed, the opponent would be destroyed into a bloody mist in no time. The key issue was whether he could enter the entrance within that time.

"Thinking is useless. I'll try it first and see."

Just as Feng Ming was preparing to try, everything in the space had returned to normal.

Looking at the Black-Clothed Swordsman, Feng Ming didn't delay at all, raising his hand to strike out with another massive thunder palm.

The Black-Clothed Swordsman was once again struck into a bloody mist, and Feng Ming instantly charged toward the wall from before.

To his frustration, the vortex didn't appear on the wall as he had expected. No, or more accurately...

The entrance didn't appear on that wall, but on the one opposite him.

At this moment, it was already in the process of disappearing. Clearly, the Shadowy Swordsman was about to revive again!

"I don't believe this!"

Feng Ming struck out with his palm again.

He instantly dispersed the Shadowy Swordsman, who had only just begun to condense.

This time, Feng Ming wasn't in a hurry. He waited until the entrance appeared before using the Swift Wind Art to charge toward the opposite wall.

Unfortunately, just as he reached it, the entrance had already vanished.

On the ground, the Black-Clothed Swordsman he had just struck dead had already restored one hand.

"Holy shit!"

Feng Ming was so angry he struck out another palm to disperse the Shadowy Swordsman.

He then charged toward the appearing vortex again, but unfortunately, the result remained unchanged.

The time from the Shadowy Swordsman's death to his condensation was too short; he simply couldn't rush out in that time.

And this meant that he simply couldn't pass this Ninetieth Level.

Feng Ming cursed. This wasn't some bug; it was clearly cheating.

Feng Ming then tried several more times, but the result still didn't change, and he began to calm down.

He realized he might be going in the wrong direction.

Not only was it ineffective, but the consumption was also very high. After a few palms, he felt that the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi in his body had decreased significantly.

This meant that relying purely on the Wind Thunder Palm, he wouldn't be able to pass this level.

Thus, Feng Ming was no longer in a hurry to act.

Instead, he calmed his mind and began to calculate the situation.

In Feng Ming's view, to pass the level, one had to be fast.

Either that, or extend the duration of the Black-Clothed Swordsman's death.

As for speed, with Feng Ming's current strength, it was a bit difficult to change. It was also impossible to upgrade the Swift Wind Art so quickly.

Then he could only start from the second point.

Find a way to extend the duration of the man in black's death.

However, his Way of Ice was only at the entry level, and he didn't even have a Domain. Trying to slow down the condensation speed of the Black-Clothed Swordsman's blood was simply impossible.

As for cultivating on the spot, that was also very difficult. After all, Feng Ming's Way of Cold Ice was obtained from Jiang Shuwan, and there were no Materials for cultivation here at all.

Even if he wanted to improve, there was no way.

Feng Ming calculated in his mind for a long time and finally sighed. "Since none of that works, then I'll just use the sword!"