Chapter 1582 (2/2)

At this time, the Seven Star swordsman came slowly, with a rare smile on his face.

”It's made, it's made.”

But as soon as the voice fell, ye Ziheng didn't have time for hi-tech, but the Seven Star swordsman said again.

”But not enough, not enough.”

Ye Ziheng listens, can't help but be slightly stunned, showing a little color of temptation to look at the Seven Star swordsman.

”Less? What's the difference? ”

The Seven Star swordsman smiled quietly, turned to look at the ten thousand sword wall behind him, and asked.

”Do you know how many swords there are?”

Ye Ziheng looks at Wan Jianbi and nods. He had counted the hours before when he had nothing to do but rest.

”There are 12000 of them in total. After subtracting the 6000 used for the two times, there are still half of them. They are also 6000.”