The sun is setting in the west, the day is passing quickly, and night is approaching.

The solemn aura that permeated the Zhao family's compound not only did not dissipate, but became stronger, the clansmen gathered in the square became more and more panicked, and the guards with swords around the square became more nervous.

According to the plan, if you still can't talk after dark, then you will have to kill on a large scale. Either Zhao Xuemin called on the clansmen to rise up and seize the power of the family, or the third lord Zhao Dongquan won, destroy the henchmen left by the eldest lord Zhao Beigong, imprison Zhao Xuemin, and successfully grasp the power of the family, becoming the new patriarch and the lord of Drifting Snow City.

On the high platform, there was silence and stalemate for a long time, and the second elder Piaoxue led a group of dead soldiers to huddle around Zhao Xuemin without fear of death.

Although he was in the midst of the chaos and was surrounded by Zhao Dongquan and his cronies, Zhao Xuemin was still calm, wearing a white robe and holding an antique flying snow pipa in his arms.

After a long time, seeing that the sky was getting darker, Zhao Dongquan took the lead in breaking the silence, "Zhao Xue, hand over the Drifting Snow Talisman and surrender, this is your best choice, otherwise ......"

"Otherwise, what if you kill me?"

Zhao Xuemin asked rhetorically, looking at the aggressive Zhao Dongquan, there was no anger on his face, but a lingering sadness in his eyes.

In the battle of Thin Dog Ridge, the Storm Legion was completely annihilated, and after her father Zhao Beigong went crazy, she knew that the Zhao family was going to have a catastrophe. During this time, she tried her best to maneuver, externally to resolve the pressure of the major families and the enemy's downfall, to appease the clansmen internally, and to use all the methods she could. It's a pity that it was only a delay in the arrival of the Zhao family's catastrophe, and this catastrophe finally broke out, not from the enemy's revenge, but from within.

When his father Zhao Beigong was strong, no one in the clan had any objections, and after his father went crazy and the Storm Legion ceased to exist, family conflicts suddenly broke out. The longer some people are suppressed, the more ruthless the outbreak becomes, the third master Zhao Dongquan's outburst is the strongest, and he secretly prepared to attack suddenly, thinking that decades ago, the throne of the head of the Zhao family was his, and was snatched away by Zhao Xuemin's father, Zhao Beigong, and now he wants to forcibly take it back, and those who do not accept it will be killed. In just one day, more than a thousand disciples of the Zhao family died under his butcher's knife.

"Zhao Xue, do you think I don't dare?"

Zhao Dongquan was murderous and said fiercely: "For the sake of the family, I don't want to be stained with the blood of my family, don't force me." ”

Zhao Dongquan secretly glanced at him, and his henchmen took a step forward with a brush, raising their swords to pounce. The murderous aura that permeated the sky above the Zhao family's compound became stronger, and the people in the square became more and more frightened, and the disciples of the Zhao family were obviously dissatisfied and opposed to Zhao Dongquan's seizure of power;

"Third uncle, don't you dare, do you really dare to do it, do you still have to wait until now?" Zhao Xuemin sneered, as if he didn't take Zhao Dongquan's threat in his eyes at all.

"Zhao Xue, you ......"

Zhao Dongquan gritted his teeth, his body moved as if he was about to make a move, and then stopped. was rightly said by Zhao Xuemin, he really didn't dare to act rashly.

According to the rules of the family, Zhao Beigong was no longer in charge, and automatically passed the throne of the head of the family to Zhao Xuemin. Suddenly attacked to seize the throne of the head of the family, which has already met with fierce resistance from the clansmen, and killing Zhao Xuemin in public will undoubtedly plant the seeds of revenge in the hearts of the clansmen, and barely sitting on the throne of the head of the family will also leave a huge hidden danger;

In addition, Zhao Xuemin's identity is extraordinary, not only the daughter of the head of the family, Zhao Beigong, but also the personal disciple of the alliance giant Ye Qingtian. Killing Zhao Xuemin is bound to usher in the wrath of Ye Qingtian, once he gets out of the customs, he will definitely attack the Zhao family!

Zhao Dongquan was furious, and he wanted to cut off Zhao Xuemin's head with his own hands, but after thinking about it, he still didn't dare to do it, and a trace of hesitation appeared on his face. It wasn't until the two guards wearing big hats behind him touched his back that he woke up like a dream and became tough again, staring at Zhao Xuemin fiercely with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Third uncle, put down the butcher's knife, do you still think that there are not enough clansmen who died in your hands, and that our Zhao family is not weak enough?"

Zhao Xuemin sighed faintly, looking at the murderous Zhao Dongquan with a sad expression, "The situation is turbulent, Zhao Xuanji, the national teacher of the Hualong Empire, made a great wish to unify the entire Gods and Ghosts Continent many years ago, and the huge dragon blood army marched south to attack our alliance's defense line in the Tenglong Mountain Range. At this time, we should form elite disciples to go north to defend the country, instead of infighting. Our Zhao family is weak enough to withstand such a toss, third uncle, if you don't want the family to be completely destroyed in your hands, stop it. I can promise you that I will not be guilty of the past!"

"Hahaha, don't you blame the past? Zhao Xue, haven't you seen the situation clearly now, who is not to blame in the past? The decline of our Zhao family was also destroyed in the hands of your father Zhao Beigong, if he didn't insist on going his own way, how could the Storm Legion be wiped out?"

"Either take the initiative to hand over the snow sigil and surrender, or die!"

"Everyone open your eyes and see clearly, it's not me Zhao Dongquan who is ruthless, it's Zhao Xue who is looking for her own death, and she forced me!"

"Zhao Xue, don't think about delaying time, no one in this world can save you. Remember, there is no one, and your master will not be able to save you!"

Zhao Dongquan was aggressive, looked up at the night, and completely lost his patience. At the first glance, the cronies brandished their swords and forced them to do it.

A killing frenzy is coming.

Under the high platform, the clansmen gathered in the square rioted, and seeing that Zhao Dongquan was about to make a move on Zhao Xuemin, finally someone couldn't control the anger in his heart and stood up, and wanted to rush up to protect Zhao Xuemin. As a result, he was killed by sharp crossbow arrows before he could get close to the high platform, causing a larger commotion.

"Kill, brothers, do it!"

"No matter who it is, those who don't listen to the order will be killed, and they will all be killed by me!"

Zhao Dongquan shouted vigorously, and the cronies who were gathered around him pounced viciously and launched a ferocious attack on Zhao Xuemin and the others. The two guards with big hats on their heads were particularly fierce, and they rushed directly towards the second elder of Piaoxue, entangled the two masters with the highest cultivation around Zhao Xuemin. The dead soldiers who gathered around Zhao Xuemin struggled to resist, one by one fearless of death, and the attack was equally ferocious, but the outnumbered people quickly suffered casualties, and fell one by one under the attack of the rebels.

Over the square, large snowflakes suddenly fell, and the rapid sound of the pipa pierced through the night sky.

Zhao Xuemin joined the battle, stepping on the attack of the rebels on the flying snow step, and at the same time flicking the flying snow pipa to cast a cold ice trick, launching a ferocious counterattack. The battle on the high platform became more and more intense, and the rebels were bleeding profusely, but one rebel fell, and more rebels pounced, relying on the strength of the crowd to launch a frantic attack.

"Miss Protection!"

"Zhao Dongquan, you old immortal guy, I'm going to kill you!"

More people stood up, young men with strong flesh, weak women, and even crippled veterans with only one leg left, struggling to rush to the high platform. They were greeted by sharp crossbows and swords, and screams, exclamations, and cries mingled, and the square was in chaos.

In the noise, Zhao Dongquan's laughter was particularly harsh, "Hahaha, kill, kill! Zhao Xue, you forced me! Toast and don't eat and drink, kill you, I am the head of the Zhao family, the city lord of this Drifting Snow City, hahaha......"

Zhao Dongquan laughed wildly, he coveted the throne of the head of the family not for a year or two, but for more than twenty years. I was pressed by Zhao Beigong before, and I didn't dare to say half a 'no'. Now, after waiting for so many years, he finally waited for his chance.

The night was thick, and the Zhao family's compound was full of murder, but the rest of the city was quiet. The Zhao family was in chaos, no one dared to come over to see the excitement, and everyone was in danger, lest they be involved in this bloody killing.

Zhao Xuemin and others fought hard, but they obviously couldn't stand the large number of rebels, and slowly the casualties became heavier and heavier. Seeing that the situation was not right, Piaoxue and the two elders teamed up to attack the rebels' formation, and wanted to fight a bloody way to protect Zhao Xuemin to break through. Repeatedly rushed and killed several times, all of them were blocked, and the two rebels with big hats on their heads didn't know where they suddenly came out, and their cultivation was obviously far beyond Zhao Dongquan's other henchmen, and they couldn't rush out with the cultivation of the two elders of Piaoxue, and they were even faintly suppressed by these two rebels.

The temperature dropped dramatically, a layer of ice slag appeared on the ground, and a large number of snowflakes fell in the air, which then turned into ice blades and whistled towards the rebels, slitting their throats.

Zhao Xuemin also went all out and showed everything she had learned in her life, but unfortunately, the second elder Piaoxue was entangled, and her entourage was outnumbered, and she couldn't support herself no matter how hard she tried. In the face of a rebel who is invincible like a tiger and a wolf, mastering strategy will not help.

Zhao Dongquan pressed on the side, seeing that the overall situation had been decided, his laughter became even more arrogant.

The night was thicker, and the bright moon in the sky was blocked by thick dark clouds, and it seemed that the heavens could not bear to witness the bloody killing in the Zhao family's compound.

It seemed that the rebels had won, however, just when Zhao Dongquan's laughter was at its most arrogant, the ground suddenly shook.

The first to notice the tremor was the guard guarding behind the gate, and then, almost as far as the entire Zhao family compound, everyone noticed something unusual. The rebels, who were on a killing spree, stopped in confusion, not knowing what was going on.

"Cavalry, it's a brigade of cavalry, the most elite cavalry of the alliance, it's reinforcements from Night Dragon City!"

"Stupid, don't stand stupidly, do it!"

The two rebels wearing heavy armor and big hats on their heads spoke in unison, and coincidentally swept past the second elder Piaoxue, and flew towards Zhao Xuemin, wanting to kill her first.

"Zhao Xue be careful, the accent is wrong, these two guys are not ordinary rebels!" The second boss of Piaoxue was shocked, as soon as the two rebels spoke, they realized that they were not from Piaoxue City, and they didn't know where Zhao Dongquan found the big master.

"Kill!"

"Cut off Zhao Xuemin's head and reward one million taels of gold!"

Zhao Dongquan shouted vigorously and personally pounced on it to join the battle, and the rebels were greatly boosted and launched a desperate attack.

The ground shook more and more, as if thousands of troops were rushing towards them, and a few rebels climbed the high wall to look out, only to see a terrible scene. The black-pressed cavalry is rushing towards the Zhao family's compound, everyone is wearing hideous and terrifying grimace masks, they don't look like the reinforcements of Night Dragon City, but the legendary undead knights who specialize in harvesting souls on a large scale!

When the rebels were slaughtering, Hong Yuan finally rushed to Drifting Snow City, heard Zhao Xuemin's pipa sound from a distance, and commanded the army to rush over.