As soon as these words came out, the two of them separated instantly, with Long Yan's Setting Sun Immortal Sword lying on one side. Just when he was holding the immortal sword in his hand and turning his back to Ye Qiu. The whole person seemed to have turned into a wall. The tangible and tangible fairy sword was shining brightly, and several different kinds of dense fairy energy rolled and flowed on the blade, constantly rolling around the blade....