Immortals Step into Heaven

Wherever the sword energy passed, the air seemed to split, emitting a sharp sound. The monsters, sensing this overwhelming force, roared in terror, but they had no time to dodge. The sword energy instantly pierced the herd, blood splattering as countless monsters were severed in two by the blow. The might of this sword stunned the crowd on the city wall, their hearts filled with shock. Zheng Yuan and Chen Feng exchanged glances, each seeing surprise and hope in the other's eyes. Wang Jianming's appearance undoubtedly brought a significant turning point to this difficult battle.

However, they also knew that the number of monsters was too great, and that this single sword strike was far from enough to repel the beast tide. But the addition of a strong man like Wang Jianming was still very encouraging.

Indeed, the monsters surged like a tide. Although the sword strike was incredibly powerful, it only tore a brief gap in the beast tide. Soon, the monsters surged up again, as if endless.

But Wang Jianming's arrival was like a beacon of light in the darkness. His strength and prestige ignited the fighting spirit in people's hearts, as if they had a backbone.

The monks on the city wall clenched their weapons, their eyes gleaming with determination. They knew that as long as Wang Jianming was there, there was a greater chance of repelling the monsters. Wang Jianming was like a stabilizing force in their hearts, giving them endless courage and confidence.

The monks looked at each other, seeing determination in their eyes. They knew this battle depended on the lives of countless people and the safety of their homes. Even if the road ahead was difficult and dangerous, even if the monsters surged like a tide, they would never retreat.

Wang Jianming stood in mid-air, his aura rising steadily. His gaze, like a torch, scanned the tide of beasts below. The longsword in his hand trembled slightly, as if eager for battle. He took a deep breath, then shouted loudly, and swung out another powerful sword energy. This sword energy was even more fierce than before, like a brilliant galaxy, slashing towards the monster beasts.

The monsters sensed this powerful threat and roared in terror. But they didn't retreat. Instead, they charged toward the city walls with even greater frenzy. The monks on the walls were also undaunted, unleashing their spells and abilities to engage in a fierce battle with the monsters.

Under Wang Jianming's leadership, the monks' fighting spirit grew even higher. They worked together to resist the attacks of the monsters. Although the monsters were numerous, their fear was much less.

On the city walls, shouts of killing shook the earth. The figures of monks shuttled through the flames, engaging in a desperate struggle with the monsters.

Hiding in the shadows, the third-tier demonic beast, the black panther, saw Wang Jianming, a Jindan cultivator, and its expression turned cold. Its gleaming eyes revealed a deep fear and anger. It had originally thought it could easily break through the human's defenses, but it had never expected such a formidable opponent to appear mid-strike.

The third-rank demonic beast, the black panther, shifted slightly, its presence oppressing the surrounding air. It pondered its response: should it continue commanding the pack's attack, or personally challenge Wang Jianming for a showdown? It was well aware of the power of a Jindan cultivator, but as a third-rank demonic beast, it also possessed its own pride and dignity.

A moment later, the third-rank demonic beast, the black panther, let out a deep roar, seemingly threatening Wang Jianming. It decided to no longer hide and personally lead the herd into an even more intense battle with these human monks.

The appearance of the Tier 3 Black Panther was like a black storm sweeping in. Its body was agile and lightning-fast, and every pounce carried great power and deadly threat.

When Wang Jianming faced this ferocious third-level black panther, he was able to compete with it at the beginning with his superb swordsmanship and rich combat experience.

However, the black panther's attacks became more and more fierce, its power seemed endless, and every collision made Wang Jianming feel numb in his arms.

The black panther roared deafeningly and lunged at Wang Jianming again. Wang Jianming flailed his sword to block, but the powerful force of the black panther sent him reeling back. He tried to find the panther's weakness, but its agility made it impossible for him to strike.

As the battle progressed, Wang Jianming gradually found himself in a difficult situation. The black panther's attacks came like a torrential downpour, leaving him overwhelmed. He was forced to duck and run to avoid being hit by the panther's sharp claws and teeth.

The monks on the city wall watched this scene with a wave of worry. They knew that if Wang Jianming lost, they would lose their last hope. But they were powerless and could only pray silently in their hearts that Wang Jianming would find an opportunity to fight back.

As Wang Jianming dodged the Black Panther's attacks, he pondered a countermeasure. He knew he couldn't continue to passively take the beating. He had to find the Black Panther's weakness quickly to turn the tide. A determined glint shone in his eyes.

As Wang Jianming was forced to retreat step by step by the black panther, a flash of determination suddenly appeared in his eyes. He took a deep breath and thrust his sword forward. In an instant, nine sword shadows shot out like lightning.

Each of these nine sword shadows exuded a sharp aura, as if it could penetrate everything. They intertwined in the air to form a sword net, enveloping the third-level black panther. The black panther sensed this powerful threat and roared angrily.

The black panther's figure flashed, moving in an instant like a streak of black lightning, narrowly avoiding the sword net. Its movements were so fast that they stirred up a gust of wind, blowing the surrounding dust into the air.

The black panther stared intently at Wang Jianming, its eyes filled with anger and vigilance. It knew the human cultivator before it was a formidable swordsman and should not be underestimated. It growled softly, its hair standing on end, radiating a powerful aura.

Wang Jianming's heart trembled as he saw the black panther evade the sword net. Without hesitation, he swung his sword again, and nine sword shadows followed him, striking the black panther once more. The sword shadows shifted their trajectory in mid-air, making it impossible to predict their movements, as if they could strike from any angle at any moment.

The black panther kept changing its position, trying to avoid the sword shadow's attack. Its speed was astonishing, but the sword shadow was like a thorn in its flesh, chasing it closely.

The black panther roared angrily and began to fight back. It opened its bloody mouth and spewed out a black flame that swept towards the sword shadow.

The flames and sword shadows collided with a resounding roar. The surrounding air instantly exploded, creating a powerful shockwave that spread outward. Both Wang Jianming and Black Panther were thrown back by the shockwave, but they quickly regained their composure and resumed their confrontation.

Both sides unleashed their full might, neither refusing to yield an inch. In this fierce battle, the surrounding environment was also profoundly affected. The earth was ripped and ripped apart by sword energy and flames, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and dust. The mountains in the distance seemed to tremble, as if shaken by this thrilling battle.