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Chapter 77 Two Fallen Dragons! [The child who was forgotten by the editor]

Xiao Ran swallowed, even though he couldn't see the face of the person in front of him, he still felt that this person was staring at him closely.

That invisible look made Xiao Ran's psychological defense gradually collapse.

"Isn't it common to win or lose?" Xiao Ran felt that what he said made sense, but he didn't have the confidence.

The man shook his head: "But, Xiao Ran can't lose."

Xiao Ran carefully considered this sentence, why couldn't Xiao Ran lose?

Will you die if you lose?
Xiao Ran suddenly thumped in his heart, maybe he would really die.

If Xiao Ran won that match, he couldn't guarantee whether he would go to that world.

Now Xiao Ran even felt that he couldn't tell which world he was from.

"I'll give you a chance to beat me." "Xiao Ran" on the opposite side said.

Xiao Ran glanced at him: "Is there any benefit in beating you?"

The man nodded: "Being able to get my approval makes me feel that you have the qualifications to be Xiao Ran."

Xiao Ran: "..."

Who do you think you are?
You want to grab my name again, and you want me to get your approval?

Are you my dad?
But Xiao Ran didn't dare to say these words in person.

He glanced at "Xiao Ran" timidly: "Is it okay if you don't fight..."

"Xiao Ran" nodded: "Of course, if you admit defeat, then I will completely replace you and become the only Xiao Ran."

Nima...

The light rain hit every inch of Xiao Ran's skin, he would rather feel that he was in a dream.

Maybe that person wanted to replace Li Ran's position in this world, and Li Ran could go back to Yang Dingfeng Academy without hesitation, and spend the rest of his days cultivating his immortality well.

Wouldn't it be fun to play around with your younger brother and chat with your younger sister?

If you can form a family again in the world of cultivating immortals, establish a career, have a lot of children and grandchildren, and ride a sword around the world by the way.

Why not?
What has become of the world here, who is Xiao Ran in this world, and what does it have to do with him?

"Xiao Ran" on the opposite side seemed to be able to spy on Xiao Ran's inner thoughts, at this moment he sighed faintly.

"How can I beat you?" Xiao Ran suddenly said at this moment.

"Xiao Ran" on the opposite side seemed to be taken aback, he glanced at Xiao Ran in disbelief: "You want to fight me?"

Xiao Ran shrugged and nodded.

"If you can hear my inner thoughts, I advise you not to listen. I like to think wildly, and most of my thoughts are nonsense." Xiao Ran grinned.

"Xiao Ran" on the opposite side seemed to stagger suddenly.

"On this point, I have to admit that you are indeed more like Xiao Ran than me." "Xiao Ran" on the opposite side said.

Xiao Ran: "..."

I was originally Xiao Ran, okay? !
What is like!
Could it be that you, a counterfeit, insisted on fighting with me for no apparent reason as to who is the real Xiao Ran?
"How to win, I have my own standard of measurement." The counterfeit said lightly.

Xiao Ran cursed secretly, and distanced himself from the fake Xiao Ran.

"Then call, I'm in a hurry." After finishing speaking, Xiao Ran glanced at his left wrist symbolically, although there was no watch there.

The next moment, the rain stopped.

The counterfeit Xiao Ran withdrew his false right hand, how could he control the weather?
Xiao Ran took out the half-broken Purple Feather Sword from behind and held it tightly in his hand.

It is definitely impossible to win the battle. The counterfeit can control the weather, and Qingge can't move after being pointed at by him. It is estimated that even if the real Yang Ding comes, there is nothing he can do about him.

But since he said that he had his own standard of measurement in his heart, Xiao Ran felt that what he said probably meant to see his true strength.

At this time, don't you use the strongest ultimate move and save it for the New Year to slaughter pigs?
Holding the Purple Feather Sword in his hand, Xiao Ran silently gathered momentum.

A deep dragon roar sounded all over his body, and a layer of translucent dragon scales gradually appeared on the surface of Xiao Ran's skin, but at this moment the luster on the dragon scales seemed a bit dull, because the entire sky above his head was shrouded in black clouds.

Although the purple feather sword was broken in half, it still shone with a dazzling white light in the dark air.

But what surprised Xiao Ran was that there was also a sound of dragon chant on the opposite side of him.

The difference is that the dragon's roar is louder.

The fake Xiao Ran's right hand gradually drooped, at this moment, a flash of lightning flashed in his palm, and a long sword appeared in the fake Xiao Ran's hand.

That sword was very strange, the left half of the sword was as bright and white as jade, while the right half was as black as ink.

There is an extremely eye-catching Yin-Yang fish pattern on the hilt.

The counterfeit Xiao Ran on the opposite side's aura instantly became ethereal, as if he was co-existing with this world.

Xiao Ran's eyes were fixed, and the dragon's wings were cast immediately!
A sword light flickered behind him, and Xiao Ran's figure instantly disappeared on the spot.

But what is surprising is that the counterfeit Xiao Ran on the other side also disappeared at the same time.

The two sword lights are from far to near, like a bright white line in each direction in the dark world, touching instantly!

At the same time, the deep dragon chant and the loud dragon chant came and went one after another, as if playing a terrifying movement between the heaven and the earth.

"Keng!"

The figures of Xiao Ran and the counterfeit Xiao Ran appeared in the positions where the other party was before.

The counterfeit Xiao Ran straightened his body, turned around lightly, and there were a few drops of bright red blood on the side of the sword that was as black as ink.

"Crack!"

Xiao Ran knelt down on one knee, and the purple feather sword in his hand broke again.

On one side of his neck, there was a bloodstain, and below the bloodstain was the throbbing carotid artery.

Obviously, the counterfeit Xiao Ran showed mercy.

Xiao Ran let out a heavy gasp, he couldn't believe that the counterfeit could even copy his own skills, and after copying, he was far stronger than himself.

Xiao Ran struggled to stand up, and now there was only a short part of the Purple Feather Sword in his hand.

The counterfeit Xiao Ran looked coldly at the Purple Feather Sword in Xiao Ran's hand, and let out a disdainful laugh.

"A mere eighth-rank fairy weapon really annoys me for no reason."

Xiao Ran glanced at the sword in the fake Xiao Ran's hand. In his opinion, the sword was just a virtual image, not a real one.

But even so, the Purple Feather Sword was still vulnerable when it came into contact with it.

Is that an artifact?
At this moment, Xiao Ran let out a long breath, and then threw the purple feather sword in his hand high.

In the next moment, he stretched out his sword finger and pressed it to the center of his eyebrows, and a close connection immediately appeared between the two.

Xiao Ran slashed down with his sword finger, but only a narrow gap was exposed in the black clouds in the sky.

"Fallen Dragon!"

The faint golden light extended from the gap, Xiao Ran was a little surprised, why did it feel that its power was greatly weakened?

At this moment, a clear voice sounded not far away.

It was Xiao Ran's voice, but it came from the mouth of a fake Xiao Ran.

"Fallen Dragon!"

These four simple words were uttered one after the other very clearly from the counterfeit Xiao Ran's mouth, and an echo resounded immediately between the heavens and the earth.

Xiao Ran suddenly felt that the real power of this skill seemed to be exerted on the person opposite.

As for Xiao Ran himself, he was just making a fuss.

　I'm really sorry, the editor probably forgot that I put it on the shelves today. I also waited until now and found that there is still no VIP chapter, but I can't keep you waiting for too long. I was going to wait until ten o'clock.

　　Still the same sentence, ask for votes, soothe my wounded heart~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)