Don't move, bro.

"Are you the senior brother of the little guy?"

Xia Shang bowed calmly and said, "Yes."

The white-clothed people looked at each other and couldn't make up their minds.

It was seen by everyone before that this man ran with the emperor on his back, and the little guy was killing people in front of him. It is not impossible to say that he is the senior brother of the little guy. But it is also a fact that he was chased by everyone.

"You want to scare us, brat? Let me tell you, you can't get away today."

"Really?" Xia Shang smiled confidently, his expression was calm and composed, and there was no trace of nervousness.

Xia Shang's calmness was indeed strange, and the white-clothed people looked at each other again.

"You! Go up and try."

"Me? If you want to try, go ahead."

"You go!"

"You go!"

"Stop arguing, let's go together!"

The few people seemed to have made up their minds and were about to rush forward, when suddenly someone shouted: "Wait!"

The one who shouted was the man in white who had previously fought with Xia Shang.

The others finally made up their minds, and they were annoyed by the other party's disturbance: "What are you doing?"

"No... I... My feet, my feet..."

"What's wrong with your feet?"

"My feet are numb!"

After fighting with Xia Shang, the man in white felt a little numb around his waist and abdomen.

At first, it didn't attract attention, but now he suddenly felt that his entire right leg had lost sensation and couldn't move at all.

The man in white turned pale, sat on the ground and hit his right leg hard, but there was still no reaction.

The others saw that the expression was not fake.

At this moment, Xia Shang smiled faintly: "You just realized it now? I have already secretly pressed your acupoints in the previous fight. If you force yourself to move, you will naturally be paralyzed in your legs. If you move again, you will be stiff in a few breaths, and you may even become a fake dead person in serious cases."

"You are lying! You didn't touch me just now, how did you press my acupoints?"

"Hahaha!" Xia Shang laughed, "Ignorant boy, when will the master's acupoint pressing let you feel it? I just want to ask you if you feel that your entire right leg has lost consciousness now?"

"..."The facts are in front of us, and people can't help but believe it.

The man in white gnashed his teeth in hatred, not expecting this guy to be so insidious: "Brothers, I... I was tricked by him. It seems that I can't help you, and you should also be careful. This person's acupoint pressing skills are amazing, and I didn't even notice it at all, you should also be careful!"

The other men in white looked at each other and swallowed their saliva.

It seems that this person really knows martial arts, and his martial arts are not weak.

"Brothers, all wealth and glory are blocked today! At worst, we can fight him!"

"Hey! You guys must not move!" Xia Shang spoke again hurriedly, shaking his head and looking regretful, "To be honest, when I was talking to you just now, I had already quietly pressed your fatal points. If you move a few more times, you may suddenly die. Really, I'm not kidding."

Pushed the acupoints?

When?

"Everyone, don't look at me with suspicion. I told you that you can't feel the acupoints pressed by masters. I'm a good person and I don't want to kill people, so you'd better not move. If you move and something goes wrong, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Everyone looked at each other, half believing and half doubting.

Suddenly, a tough guy stood out among the people, drew his sword and stabbed: "Stop talking nonsense, die!"

This person was very close to Xia Shang, only two steps away. When he was about to stab Xia Shang with his long sword, he stopped!

"Thirteen! What's wrong with you?"

The companions behind him felt something was wrong and asked in surprise, but the white-clothed man called "Thirteen" could no longer answer. He just stared at Xia Shang with his eyes wide open: "You..."

Fell down.

No one knew what happened, but the man really fell down, motionless, and there was no sign of life.

"See, I told you not to move, but I didn't believe it."

Xia Shang shrugged, looking embarrassed.

If he had doubts before, now the white-clothed men were so scared that they almost peed their pants and died on the spot after walking two steps?

What kind of fatal point was touched so powerful?

Who dares to move now?

The white-clothed people were quiet. Xia Shang smiled slyly, cleared his throat, and said seriously: "Everyone, don't move. At least keep it for an hour, otherwise you will die suddenly."

Gurgle...

Several people couldn't help swallowing.

"Everyone, I'll go first."

After saying that, Xia Shang quickly went into the woods and disappeared from everyone's sight in the chaos at the moment.

But Xia Shang was not familiar with Liuzhuang. There were a large number of soldiers and people from the White Clothes Sect fighting at the entrance of the backyard. He didn't dare to get close at all. Other places were all red walls and green tiles.

If there was no burden on his back, he could try to climb over the wall, but with an old man on his back, he really couldn't climb over the wall.

Just when Xia Shang didn't know where to go, a weak voice came from a certain direction.

"This...this way."

Ten meters away, a small head poked out of the red wall. It turned out that there was an alley there.

The person who spoke was the little girl in green who had been seen in the pavilion before.

Although he was confused, he didn't care about much at this moment, and Xia Shang ran over immediately.

...

Xia Shang had been gone for a quarter of an hour, and the young master surnamed Feng was delayed somewhere, and just now he chased him into the willow forest.

There were still traces of pursuit on the ground, and not far after following the traces, he saw a few stunned subordinates.

"What are you guys doing? Where did the people go?"

"The master... that man... that man is so powerful, we were all hit by the dead points, and we can't move!"

"Hit the dead points?"

Young master Feng looked at the few people suspiciously, only to see that their blood circulation was smooth and their faces were normal. Where was there any sign of being hit?

"What bullshit? Where were your acupuncture points pressed?"

"Really! Master, you don't know, that man's acupuncture skills are unpredictable, and we didn't feel anything at all. Thirteen lost his life in vain because he didn't believe in evil. And brother Li, his whole leg is broken."

Mr. Feng immediately looked at his subordinate who was lying on the ground pressing his right leg, squatted down, and took a look.

Soon, he found a very thin bloody wound on the waist and abdomen of this man. The wound was purple and a little strange.

He put a little blood on his fingertips and put it to his mouth to test it lightly. Mr. Feng's heart trembled: "Anesthetic!"

Then he walked to the dead body, turned the body over and took another look. There was a very thin blowpipe stuck in the throat.

Now everything is clear!

Master Feng was furious: "You bunch of idiots! Don't you know you've been fooled? That guy doesn't know martial arts at all, and he doesn't know how to press any acupoints. He's just a liar! What the hell are you still standing there for? Why don't you chase him?"

The men in white still refused and shook their heads: "Master, it's really dangerous!"

"Fuck you!"

Master Feng cursed and kicked his subordinate in the buttocks, kicking him out.

The man rolled around, scared to death, and thought he was dead.

But he didn't expect that nothing happened.