"You, you, you, what do you want to do?"
Duanmu Long was pulled to the city wall, his legs trembling with fear, cold sweat soaking his pants.
Oh my God!
He was an Eighth Realm War God!
To be pulled to the city wall from such a distance, without any power to resist, what kind of terrifying strength was this!
"How many years has your intelligence been blocked by a cerebral thrombosis for you to ask such a stupid question."
Ye Xiu laughed, unwilling to waste words with this guy, and grabbed Duanmu Long by the neck, beginning to absorb the totem and martial prowess.
At the same time, he said to Leng Yue:
"Have the bodies collected back. The 130th Squad has not yet accepted spiritual energy infusion, so these bodies' martial prowess can be put to use."
Leng Yue nodded and went to make the arrangements immediately!
Soon, Ye Xiu drained Duanmu Long's martial prowess and Eighth Realm Water System Totem, knocking him out.
He said to Tang Bo:
