"No! Don't believe a word Xu Daolin says! He's just a wet-behind-the-ears brat spouting nonsense!"
Ye Xiao Zheng roared furiously, "You say I'm colluding with the Demon Dao, so where is this Demon Martial Artist now? And what proof do you have?"
But for all his bluster, his body was trembling uncontrollably.
Ye Xiao Zheng was currently being held by disciples of the Imperial Dragon Sect. Any one of the three men beside him was stronger than he was.
He couldn't make a move, nor did he dare to.
He could feel the Divine Thought of the three Xuanwu Realm powerhouses from the Imperial Dragon Sect locked onto him.
If he dared to move an inch, he might be struck dead the very next moment!
Cold sweat dripped down Ye Xiao Zheng's face...
At this point, all he could do was brazen it out and keep denying everything... Even if Xu Daolin produced evidence, he could not admit to it!
