Chapter 588

Zhang Wei said that as long as he defeated him, no one would doubt Qin Lang's strength, and he was fully qualified to say so.

Because Zhang Wei is the vice captain of the seventh squad and a powerful platinum warrior. In the seventh squad, his strength is second only to Bai Shigang.

Therefore, if Qin Lang defeats Zhang Wei, it means that he has the strength to lead the seventh squad. And whether Bai Shigang was willing to hand over the command at that time was Bai Shigang's business.

"It turned out to be Brother Zhang Wei, who has been admired for a long time. Qin Lang said with a smile.

"Ju Pit, I know that your combat power far exceeds your cultivation on the surface, so I will definitely not have any contempt for you. Use all your strength to defeat me. Zhang Wei looked at Qin Lang, and a strong battle intent poured out of his body.

"Okay, Brother Zhang, I'm offended. Almost at the moment when Qin Lang's words fell, a big black hand grabbed Zhang Wei from bottom to top, and black flames were churning on the big hand.

"Black Fire Big Hand, it's really weird!" Zhang Wei frowned slightly, his feet lightly clicked, and his body suddenly shot into the air, and then stopped abruptly, and slashed down at the black big hand that was chasing under him.

Rumble!

As soon as the knife came out, thousands of sword shadows slashed in the air, slashing towards the big black hand controlled by Qin Lang from all directions. The sound of ping-pong was endless, like a chaotic knife splitting wood, and after a while, the big black hand was chopped miserably, until Zuihou, was completely split.

Splitting the big black hand, Zhang Wei's face did not show a smug smile, but his expression became more solemn. Because he didn't see how Qin Lang made a move at all. In other words, the moves that Qin Lang spurred out with a move in his mind required him to swing his sword with all his strength to deal with it.

Judging from this round alone, Qin Lang has already gained the upper hand.

"Brother Zhang's knife technique is really exquisite. Qin Lang exclaimed, waved his right hand, and a big black hand that was one size smaller than just now grabbed Zhang Wei again.

This is not over, Qin Lang's left hand also waved, and it was a big black hand again. The hands kept waving, and the big black hands rushed towards Zhang Wei one after another.

"Slash the dragon sword, break the world with one sword!"

Zhang Wei shouted, held the knife in both hands, raised it above his head, and slashed a powerful knife in front of him. This knife can be described as an earth-shattering shock, a knife crescent moon bent knife fell from the sky, and everywhere it passed, the space was all crumbled and shattered, as if it was really cut open by the love of that sky.

The sword and the big black hand collided violently, and the single black big hand was not the opponent of the knife at all, and the support was cut to pieces after a moment. The crescent scimitar slashed all the way, and continued to penetrate deep into the group of black hands, if it broke through, it would slash at Qin Lang.

But the big black hands are better than the huge numbers.

The frequency of Qin Lang's hands waving faster and faster, the dense black big hands rushed towards the knife mang, and in an instant, the crescent scimitar mang's mangs had been surrounded by the big black hands.

As the saying goes, ants bite more elephants. Although this crescent scimitar is sharp, it still can't stand the big black hand that bombards indiscriminately.

Bang!

The crescent scimitar finally collapsed, but the energy of the collapse did not leak out at all, and it was all swallowed by the big black hand.

Zhang Wei's face finally changed, he didn't expect that his dragon slaying knife would be broken. But he wasn't going to stop, once again holding the knife in both hands.

This time, the big knife was carried by him on his shoulder, one on the left and one on the right, and it was crossed and slashed out.

"Dragon slashing knife, two swords to split the sky!"

Rumble!

Two huge blades crossed out, like an inclined cross, roaring down, and in an instant, all the big black hands controlled by Qin Lang were shattered, turning into a cloud of black gas.

The cross sword rushed out from the black qi in the sky and slashed towards Qin Lang's body.

Before the sword arrived, Qin Lang could feel that a sharp knife wind had hit, making Qin Lang's face painful. Qin Lang knew that if he let this cross knife slash at himself, it was estimated that he would be split into four pieces with one knife.

However, how could Qin Lang sit still, grabbing and clenching his hands, the Demon Suppression Pillar was held in his hand, and with a fierce shake, the Demon Suppression Pillar suddenly became incomparably huge, blocking the powerful and heavy cross knife.

Bang!

A deafening sound of gold and iron rang out, and all the people watching the battle couldn't help but retreat dozens of miles, and some of them who were slightly weaker even covered their ears.

"Haha, Brother Jukeng is really powerful, and he can block my second knife. Zhang Wei daxiao, laughing with a little surprise and praise.

"Brother Zhang's knife, it's really a little uncomfortable!" Qin Lang shook his arm and said with grinning.

"Haha, come again!"

Zhang Wei shouted, his figure flashed, and he came directly in front of Qin Lang, and slashed at his waist.

"Come on, who is afraid of whom!" Qin Lang shouted, and with a wave of the Demon Suppression Pillar, he blocked Zhang Wei's big knife.

The figures of the two of them flickered in the air, you slashed me and I with a stick, colliding fiercely together, and from time to time they collided with dazzling fires.

The people watching the battle retreated farther and farther, and the new members of the seventh squad all had excited lights in their eyes, and they admired Qin Lang to the extreme.

The veterans were shocked, and some of them had their mouths open enough to fit ten eggs.

"Oh my God, what is the origin of this huge pit? Isn't he just a silver-armored warrior? Weishenme has such a strong strength?

"The vice-captain is a powerful platinum warrior, the second strongest of our seventh squad. Could it be that this giant pit really has the strength to lead our seventh squad?"

"No wonder Lord Jade has such a will, this giant pit does have some ability. It's just that I want to obey his commands, and I really can't accept it. After all, he is an outsider. ”

"What outsiders are not outsiders, as long as he joins the seventh squad, he is his own person. I think he's very good and maybe he can really lead us to a good result. ”

"What? did you recognize him so quickly? Have you forgotten who led us in the interstellar battlefield?"

"Of course I can't forget, there will always be only one captain in my heart, and that is the white team. Don't forget, as the Giant Crater said earlier, he was only temporarily commanding the Seventh Squad during the team battle. It's not about taking away the captaincy of the white team. ”

"Yes, as the saying goes, changing commanders on the spot is a taboo for soldiers. Speaking of which, it must be reasonable for Lord Yu to have such an arrangement. There may be something extraordinary about this giant pit. ”

"Let's see if he can defeat the vice-captain. ”

These veteran players have their own thoughts in their hearts, and some people have secretly recognized Qin Lang when they see Qin Lang's strength.

But Bai Shigang's face did not have any expression, in fact, even if Qin Lang was defeated in the hands of Zhang Wei, he would still obey the order and hand over the command to Qin Lang, not for anything else, because it was Lord Yu's order.

"That's fine, I'll see what kind of ability this guy has to be worthy of Lord Yu's trust. If he can really lead the seventh team to a great result, it doesn't matter if he asks me to give up the captaincy. Bai Shigang thought secretly in his heart.

The battle in the air has entered the white-hot heat, and it still seems that it is evenly matched. However, only the opposing sides knew that this was not the case.

After a long period of ferocious and rapid attacks, Zhang Wei's speed had slowed down significantly, and the strength of his swing had also weakened a little. However, Qin Lang did not show any state of exhaustion, and a demon suppression pillar danced whirringly, protecting his body from top to bottom. Zhang Wei's dragon slaying knife could not be broken at all.

"Is this guy really a silver-armored warrior? weishenmeHis strength is so strong, and even the energy reserves in his body are so deep?After fighting for such a long time, he didn't show the slightest fatigue?" Zhang Wei was more and more shocked in his heart, because he had a faint feeling that it seemed that during the battle, the other party did not use all his strength.

"No, if I continue like this, I will be consumed by life and death, and I must rush to use the most powerful blow before I run out of strength, and I will win the battle. Zhang Wei suddenly made a decision in his heart, slashed out with a knife, and his body took advantage of the situation to retreat, away from Qin Lang.

Qin Lang could have chased after him, but he didn't. After he blocked the knife with a stick, he held the stick in one hand and looked at Zhang Wei quietly.

"Brother Giant Pit, this next blow is my strongest move, if you can do it, I will throw in the towel. Zhang Wei said.

"Brother Zhang, let's do it to your heart's content, little brother, I'll try my best!" Qin Lang said humbly.

"Drink!" Zhang Wei shouted, and the hand holding the big knife suddenly let go, raising his arms left and right, and his ten fingers spread. And the big knife did not fall from the air, but hung on Zhang Wei's chest, like a vertical float in the water, sinking and floating.

Syllable!

Zhang Wei's hands clapped together, and a wave of qi spread in all directions. Then, Zhang Wei's hands began to seal rapidly, like phantoms, and he couldn't see his ten fingers clearly.

"Dragon Slaying Knife, Three Swords Shaking the Galaxy!"

With a loud shout, Zhang Wei's hands suddenly raised, and the dragon slaying knife flew high, falling from the sky, turning into a huge dragon.

The giant dragon roared, fangs and claws, surging towards Qin Lang.

The clothes on Qin Lang's body had been torn by the strong wind, and his hair was floating in the air wantonly, looking like a madman.

But Qin Lang's eyes contained an extremely calm gaze, and in the face of Zhang Wei's most powerful move, Qin Lang didn't intend to fight hard at all.

He just smiled and said in a voice that only he could hear:

"Blood Mist Incarnation!"