Silver radiance fills the sky!
Is this, buckshot!
Good heavens! What kind of devilish weapon is this?
Chu Qianli is not unaware, but rather too shocked; how could there be such a weapon in this era?
But the buckshot she knows seems different, made with black gunpowder, it's not impossible to make in this era.
It can't even be said to be proper buckshot, only the concept is similar.
Danger!
She grabs Feng Yexuan's sleeve in one swift move, pulling him behind her.
The spread of silver light, each piece seemingly lacking in lethality, but the area of damage is too extensive, and the speed is so fast that it's unpredictable!
Unexpectedly, Feng Yexuan reverses his grip, firmly seizing her wrist and pulling her behind him.
He waves his long sword, and with a whoosh, what swings out is not the light of the sword, but True Qi.
The scattered silver light is knocked away, and a series of popping sounds erupt.