Chapter 366: Destroying the Family

In the vast and boundless world of cultivation, among the towering mountains shrouded in clouds and mist, there is an ancient and mysterious place hidden, the ancestral land of the Jian family.

This place not only gathers the essence of heaven and earth, but also lays out thousands of layers of protective formations, as if it is a protective net woven by nature and manpower, which makes countless peepers stay away.

However, today, this tranquility was broken by an unprecedented storm.

Song Tianming, a young talent with peerless sword intent, stepped on the void, his clothes fluttering, like a god of war descending from the sky, with an unyielding and resolute light flashing in his eyes.

For an old grudge, or for the endless pursuit of the supreme sword, he resolutely embarked on this road full of thorns and blood and tears.

"Jian family, the humiliation of the past will be washed away with your blood today!"

Song Tianming's voice echoed between the valleys, with unquestionable majesty and determination.

After saying that, Song Tianming chanted the sword formula, and the sword energy around him was like thousands of swords, instantly turning into a dazzling sword light, approaching the seemingly indestructible clan protection formation.

Song Tianming pointed his sword to the sky, and the spiritual power in his body was boiling. A stream of majestic sword intent surged out of his body, resonating with the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, forming a sword energy storm that was enough to tear the void.

With a deafening sound, the seemingly unbreakable clan protection formation was shattered by this force, like a fragile porcelain, revealing the ancient and vicissitudes of the ancestral land of the Jian family.

"Song Tianming, you dare to come to us on your own initiative, you really don't know how to live or die. Today, our Jian family will definitely make you go without return."

In an instant, several masters at the peak of the earth realm came to kill Song Tianming. They were all the most peak cultivators of the Jian family. Each of them was powerful and had a place in the northern cultivation world of the Qiongbei domain.

The first person to fight was Jian Feiyang, one of the two evil spirits of the Jian family.

Jian Feiyang's figure was graceful, as if he was walking in the clouds. With his magical power of changing the wind and clouds, he could instantly condense the power of the wind and clouds of heaven and earth, turning it into a storm of sharp blades, making it impossible to defend against.

Facing Song Tianming's strong invasion, Jian Feiyang sneered, formed seals with his hands, and suddenly the wind and clouds surged around him, forming a chaotic domain, trying to trap Song Tianming with the power of nature.

"A mere junior dares to challenge the majesty of my Jian family!" Before Jian Feiyang finished speaking, the chaotic domain had already swept towards Song Tianming like a hungry tiger pouncing on its food.

However, Song Tianming was not in a hurry. He took a deep breath, the sword energy in his body boiled, and the tip of the sword lightly touched the void. A clear whistle resounded through the sky, and he actually forcibly split the chaotic domain into two. Wherever the sword light passed, the wind and clouds were dispersed.

"Hmph, nothing more than that!" Song Tianming sneered, his words full of contempt.

Seeing this, Jian Feiyang's face changed slightly, but he was not willing to be outdone. He urged his magical power again, and the power of wind and cloud became more violent. The battle between the two instantly became white-hot.

Just as the two sides were fighting fiercely, another master of the Jian family, Jian Zhen, quietly appeared at the edge of the battlefield. He was burly and surrounded by lightning. He was a genius of the Jian family who practiced the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder.

Seeing that Jian Feiyang was difficult to win for a while, Jian Zhen snorted coldly and raised his hands high. The sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds and lightning flashed, as if the end of the world was coming.

"A mere sword cultivator dares to act wild in my Jian family. Today, I will let you see the power of my Jian family's magical power!"

Before Jian Zhen finished speaking, a thick lightning column had already bombarded Song Tianming like an angry dragon out of the sea.

Song Tianming's heart trembled. He knew that this thunder was not trivial. He did not dare to take it head-on. He flashed and avoided the frontal impact of the lightning column. But even so, the residual power of the lightning column still made him feel a little nervous.

"What a great Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, it really lives up to its reputation!" Song Tianming praised, and then his sword intent became stronger. He closed his eyes and concentrated, as if he had merged with the long sword in his hand. The tip of the sword lightly tapped, and an invisible sword energy surged out of his body, turning into a slender sword shadow, rushing straight into the thundercloud.

"Sword intent takes shape, you really have some skills!" Seeing this, Jian Zhen urged his magical powers again, and the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder seemed to respond to his call, turning into a sky-wide lightning net, surrounding Song Tianming.

However, at this critical moment, Song Tianming suddenly rose up, and the sword light was like a dragon, and he was able to shuttle freely in the lightning net. Every time the sword light was swung, it could accurately cut off the lightning silk, as if he knew Jian Zhen's magical powers well.

Finally, with a deafening roar, the lightning net shattered, and Song Tianming's figure appeared in front of Jian Zhen like a ghost, and he killed him with one sword.

"You... how could it be possible..." Jian Zhen's eyes widened in disbelief, and he fell to the ground before he finished speaking.

"You are really showing off your skills in front of me by using the magic of thunder!"

The fairy thunder in Song Tianming's cave rolled, and the sound of catastrophe roared, which shocked Jian Zhen, who was already unwilling to die.

At this time, Song Tianming turned his sword and faced Jian Feiyang on the side. The World Devouring Demon Sword was wrapped with chaotic sword energy, covering the void and exaggerating the eight wastelands. Its tyrannical sword intent even made Jian Feiyang, a veteran earth realm power, difficult to teach, and was quickly killed.

As Jian Zhen and Jian Feiyang fell, the atmosphere in the ancestral land of the Jian family became more solemn.

The air around was filled with a faint blood and unwillingness, but more of it was awe and fear of Song Tianming, a young sword cultivator.

However, as a famous family in the world of cultivation, the Jian family has a deep foundation, so how could they easily admit defeat?

Just as Song Tianming was about to go deeper into the core of the ancestral land, a long bell sounded from the depths of the Jian family ancestral hall, echoing throughout the ancestral land, as if calling for something.

After a while, three old men in gorgeous Taoist robes slowly stepped into the battlefield. They were calm and steady, with deep eyes. Every step they took seemed to resonate with the heaven and earth. They were obviously the top masters of the Jian family, and their cultivation was unfathomable.

"Are you Song Tianming?" The old man in the lead was the great elder of the Jian family. His voice was low and powerful, as if it could penetrate people's hearts.

He looked Song Tianming up and down, with both admiration and regret in his eyes: "Young man, you are indeed talented, but you act too recklessly. Today, the three of us will represent the Jian family to make a break with you."

Song Tianming sneered, and the tip of his sword lightly touched the ground, with a sword intent: "Break? I, Song Tianming, never let anyone manipulate me. Today I come here only to seek justice. Your Jian family has gone too far, and I will avenge myself to death!"

After that, the two sides said nothing more, and the battle was about to break out.

The elder of the Jian family waved his sleeves lightly, and suddenly a great spiritual power surged out like a tide, turning into a huge spiritual palm, grabbing Song Tianming.

The other two elders were not to be outdone. One of them used the Ice Sealing Heaven to freeze the surrounding space into ice, and the other used the Fiery Heart Burning to form a fire wall with blazing flames, trying to trap Song Tianming in it.

Facing the joint siege of the three Jian family masters, Song Tianming remained calm. He took a deep breath, and the sword energy in his body boiled to the extreme, as if it was about to break through the sky.