"Now, everybody in Faranta hear me clearly, and I'm giving you a choice. Tang Yan looked around the audience and turned back and forth between the two teams: "Choose life, or choose death, there is only one choice, that is, only one of you can live!"

Wow!!

The crowd suddenly became noisy, and finally there was hope of survival, they were very excited, like a drowning man who grabbed a life-saving rice dump, but Tang Yan did not say who was alive and who died, they were more worried and nervous in their hearts, and the discussion rose one after another and then quickly subsided, looking at Tang Yan nervously and eagerly.

"The side that dies is equivalent to atonement for the sins of Faranta! The party that survives must promise to forget today's events, let alone take any direct or indirect revenge against Jiulongling and me in the future. ”

"Who lives and who dies?

An ancestor beside Dai Mubai couldn't help it, and shouted a little eagerly, but because of his excitement, he touched the wound and coughed violently.

"You are the top of the Falanta, and it is up to you to decide what happened, of course. It is you, the high-ranking people, who will live and let these fifteen thousand disciples atone for your mistakes. Or do you sacrifice yourselves and bear the price you should pay to give these 15,000 disciples a new lease of life?"

The atmosphere on Dai Mubai's side was stagnant, and everyone looked at each other, but without exception, they all saw a little excitement from the other party's eyes.

Does the top survive? Or do ordinary disciples survive?

Obviously, of course, it is the top that survives!

Among them were ten Half-Saint-level Ancestors, more than sixty Martial Venerable Elders, and some high-level Martial Kings and Falanta's direct descendants and special related households.

There is also a towering Falan Tower Lord!

If they survive, the Falanta could re-establish itself in a very short period of time, regain its former prestige, and even secretly operate the revenge of the Nine Dragons.

But if the ordinary disciples survived, would they have a fart? Although their number was huge, the strongest among them was only the Martial King Realm, and the number was less than one percent! How would they rebuild the Falan Pagoda? How would they seek revenge?

After everyone looked at each other, all their eyes focused on Dai Mubai, looking at him with eager eyes, and urging him with eager breathing.

Dai Mubai frowned, pushed away the support of the elders, walked to the front of the team, and shouted at Tang Yan: "Can you speak your word?

"As long as the surviving party can promise not to retaliate after the fact, I can promise not to pursue it. Tang Yan's face was expressionless, but his gaze at Dai Mubai and the others was gloomy.

King Ma Yan and the others looked at this, and then at that, they all showed a bit of a joking nature, no longer interfering with Tang Yan's decision, and stood in the distance to watch the show.

Zhao Wenqing vaguely felt a little bad and wanted to say something, but ...... Looking at the top of the Falan Tower, and then at the more than 10,000 ordinary disciples, she suddenly found that she couldn't say a word!

The faces of more than 10,000 disciples turned white, and they looked at Tang Yan fixedly, and then they all focused on Dai Mubai, their hearts were about to raise their throats, and their eyes were full of expectations.

No one wants to die, no one wants to fall prey!

Tang Yan's tone began to turn cold: "Lord Dai Tower, do you decide it yourself, or do your team collectively vote to decide?"

Dai Mubai looked at the more than 10,000 disciples who were all standing up in the distance, but he only glanced at it briefly, did not look at it more, or did not dare to look more, and then stared at Tang Yan again.

The elders and ancestors around him gradually stood up and looked at him nervously, although they didn't speak directly, their eyes were very straightforward.

The big picture counts!

Protecting their upper echelons, although Falanta will lose a large number of disciples, at most it can be regarded as hurting its vitality, and its foundation is not damaged, and it can rise quickly.

Aren't they just some disciples, they can be re-recruited, and in less than ten years, Fa Lan Pagoda will still be the high-ranking holy land of warlocks!

Although......

It is a pity and a bit cruel to sacrifice more than 10,000 disciples.

But sometimes you have to make some sacrifices, and if you want to hate, you can only hate Tang Yan for prescribing such despicable conditions!

"Lord Daita, you ...... You must be cautious!" Li Xiangjun had a thousand words, but in the end it only turned into a cautious sentence!

She roughly understood Tang Yan's meaning and purpose, and she could be regarded as appreciating Tang Yan's cunning and viciousness, and she was arrogant, and even felt a coldness that she had never felt before!

The obvious meaning of making the two sides make a choice is to let Dai Mubai and other high-level leaders live, and make all ordinary disciples die. But...... The order to pronounce the sentence of death has now become a decision made by Dai Mubai himself, not Tang Yan, and the meaning is completely different!

Once Dai Mubai made a decision, it was he who personally announced that the more than 17,000 disciples of Falanta had atoned for the sins committed by the higher-ups! If the news spread, Falanta's prestige would definitely drop to the freezing point, and coupled with the incident in which they imprisoned Niya in the first place, Dai Mubai, a warlock saint, would definitely be spurned by all sides!

Falan Pagoda was originally the holy land of the Xingluo Ancient Kingdom, and it was a paradise in the hearts of warlocks, but after this incident, it would definitely become an ugly place referred to by Qianfu.

If the reputation is ruined, if you want to make up for it, it is not something that can be remedied by decades or thousands of years, nor can it be deterred by strength.

Li Xiangjun asserted that after this incident, even his close friends would spurn and break off their friendship.

But she didn't want to ask Dai Mubai too much to 'sacrifice herself' to fulfill more than 10,000 disciples, after all, ...... If the upper echelons were to be destroyed, the Faranta would almost be removed. Relying on these disciples alone, there are still some disciples who have been violently stimulated, only ordinary warlocks from the Martial Spirit Realm of the Martial Sect, how can they support the people who rebuilt the Falan Pagoda.

When will a demi-saint be born? When will a saint appear?

If it doesn't, the Faranta will gradually exist in name only, or even fall apart until it dies on its own.

Tang Yan's move is really ruthless, even more ruthless than completely slaughtering Falanta!

No matter what Dai Mubai chooses, the ending is miserable!

There is a saying...... It is more painful to be alive than to die!

And Tang Yan can also take this opportunity to get out of this bad incident. If it were a simple massacre, he would have ruined his life, and he would have left an indelible stain on his fate, but now? He has destroyed people's hearts, destroyed the perception of the Faranta high-level in the eyes of the world, and diverted everyone's attention from himself!

is a good Tang Yan, a good cunning calculation.

Even Nian Wuxin and Nian Wuxin beside Tang Yan raised their eyebrows slightly, and they really admired it this time.

"Wait, it doesn't seem that simple. King Ma Yan stared at Tang Yan's eyes from beginning to end, the killing intent in it was too strong, and he instinctively told him that Tang Yan might have a more ruthless move waiting for Dai Mubai.

"Time is limited, Master Daita, please make a choice!" Tang Yan's voice raised slightly, becoming even more cold, urging Dai Mubai.

Dai Mubai couldn't see through Tang Yan's meaning, but at this moment, no one saved Fa Lanta, so he could only compromise with his slope, and he had to make a choice.

The current situation is that Tang Yan has dug a trap in front of him, and he has to jump down!

If the high-rise survives, the reputation of the Falanta will be reduced to the minimum, and even the person himself will be blamed by thousands of people.

One is the foundation of the ancestors, and the other is the reputation of the ancestors.

How to choose?

He felt two mountains pressing down on him, overwhelming him, and nearly 20,000 pairs of eyes were focused on him, almost freezing the air around him.

The spectators of the Taiping Ancient City in the distance also moved forward slightly, pricking up their ears and waiting for Dai Mubai's choice.

Who lives and who dies?

Who decides?

"Tower Master! Be cautious! Only we can live, and there is still hope for Faranta. Maybe this choice will be difficult, but we will always be by your side, and we will resist together!" Fang Chen Old Ancestor lowered his voice to remind, lowering his voice so that only the two of them could hear it.

Dai Mubai actually had a calculation in his heart, waiting for someone to come to encourage him, he deliberately glanced at him, nodded slightly, raised his breath slightly, and raised his voice towards more than 10,000 disciples: "Disciples of Falanta, I wear Mubai ......"

"Enough!!I'll let you make a choice, not let you make a declaration!" Tang Yan rudely interrupted, since he wanted to ruin Dai Mubai, he would have to destroy it completely, and he must not be allowed to have the possibility of recovering his reputation.

Dai Mubai looked at Tang Yan coldly, gritted his teeth and restrained, and finally stared at him, and shouted loudly: "All the high-level members of the Falan Tower will live!"

The overall situation is important, how can children be allowed to grow up!

With fifteen thousand ordinary disciples, in exchange for Falanta to be reborn again!

PS: Two more will be presented!The day after tomorrow!!I wish you all brothers a happy Dragon Boat Festival!!