Chapter 918 Motorcycle, Hehehehe, Motorcycle

“Who are you sending it to?”

As Chagatai's provocative and disdainful words suddenly rang out, like a thunderbolt splitting the sky, the whole scene instantly fell into dead silence.

The faint smile that originally hung on the corner of Yang Cheng's mouth seemed to be suddenly frozen, and solidified abruptly on his handsome face.

Makado, who was standing by, was stunned at first when he saw this, but then he couldn't bear it any longer and covered his mouth and started to laugh crazily.

At the same time, the imperial guards standing not far away all tightly grasped their weapons. Their palms turned slightly white due to excessive force, and a layer of fine beads of sweat gradually seeped out of their foreheads.

"My Lord, it seems that you were right to wear the power belt." Malcador whispered beside him.

In this tense atmosphere, Yang Cheng slowly raised his head and his eyes fell directly on Chagatai in front of him.

He took a deep breath and said in an unusually calm tone: "I am your father."

After saying that, he actually stepped forward without hesitation. When he finally came to a distance of less than ten meters from Chagatai, he stopped and looked down at the Primarch in front of him, who was a little short compared to him.

However, in the face of Yang Cheng's straightforward declaration, Chagatai simply sneered, then suddenly drew out the weapon from his waist, a cold light flashed, which made people shudder.

At the same time, the imperial guards who had been guarding Yang Cheng reacted quickly when they saw the situation was not good. They drew out the power swords that were flashing with blue light from their scabbards, and stepped forward without hesitation, blocking in front of Yang Cheng in unison, forming an indestructible human wall.

"Huh? You don't really think that these few misfits can block my way, do you? That's just wishful thinking!"

Chagatai looked at the imperial guards in front of him with a mocking expression, his eyes full of contempt.

As he spoke, he took another step towards Yang Cheng. Each step carried a powerful pressure, as if a volcano was about to erupt, which could burst out with devastating power at any time.

Chagatai only took a small step forward, but the imperial guards standing in front of Yang Cheng also took a step towards Chagatai as if it was a conditioned reflex.

"To throw an egg against a rock? Overestimating one's own capabilities? Hahahahahaha..."

Chagatai suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter was deafening and echoed throughout the space.

However, before everyone could recover from the horrifying laughter, Chagatai's figure had disappeared from the spot like a ghost.

The next moment, only a series of crisp metal collision sounds were heard throughout the sky, and the speed was so fast that no one present could see clearly what was happening.

When everything was settled, people were surprised to find that Chagatai had appeared in front of Yang Cheng like lightning without anyone noticing, and those imperial guards who had been so aggressive just now were now frozen in place.

"So fast!"

An imperial guard turned his head in astonishment and looked in horror at Chagatai who suddenly appeared behind him and was confronting Yang Cheng.

This Guardsman has always been confident in his own strength. After all, he can easily deal with the Space Marines' amazing reaction ability that is close to nanoseconds.

But at this moment, standing in front of the Primarch, he felt as if he had become a child who was powerless to fight back.

Chagatai held a gleaming scimitar in his hand, with a scornful smile on his face: "Humph, if I hadn't shown mercy, you so-called 'little golden men' would have died long ago." His words were as biting as a cold wind, making the imperial guards present shudder.

However, just when Chagatai thought he had won, Yang Cheng launched an attack without hesitation.

He suddenly raised his fist and smashed it towards Chagatai with the force of thunder.

Yang Cheng knew very well that time was pressing and there was no room for delay.

Because the end is approaching, he must collect all the Primarchs as soon as possible and then devote himself to this final battle that will determine the fate of mankind.

There was a dazzling spiritual energy flashing in Yang Cheng's fist. As he swung his arm suddenly, the powerful spiritual energy rushed out like lightning and hit Chagatai's abdomen accurately.

Instantly, Chagatai felt a sharp pain and his body flew backwards involuntarily. At the same time, a strange yet familiar memory surged into his brain like a tide.

Yang Cheng stood there, staring at Chagatai who had already flown hundreds of meters away, and shouted loudly: "How about it, do you remember it now?"

"Fuck, you're my dad?"

Chagatai managed to stabilize his body with great difficulty. He felt a churning in his abdomen, but he still endured the pain and limped towards Yang Cheng. Every step he took was like thousands of steel needles piercing his legs.

Finally, Chagatai walked to Yang Cheng with difficulty. He bent down, picked up the scimitar that had just been knocked to the ground, and carefully put it back into the scabbard.

Then, Chagatai stood up, looked up at Yang Cheng, and said slowly: "Take me to see the empire you rule. After I see it, you can leave with your legion."

Hearing this, Yang Cheng was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Chagatai to agree so readily.

However, before he could respond, Chagatai suddenly grinned and asked, "But before that, I would like to know, can you ride a horse?"

"There's nothing I can't do!" Yang Cheng shouted.

At this moment, Chagatai blew a clear and loud whistle.

In an instant, two huge horses, several meters tall, galloped from a distance like lightning, and stopped steadily in front of the two men in the blink of an eye.

One of the horses has fur as black as ink, and the other is as white as snow. They hold their heads high and look majestic.

"You guys just ride the hoverbikes and follow me," Yang Cheng said as he leaped onto the black horse with a big, neat step.

After he sat firmly, he turned his head casually and gave instructions to the imperial guards behind him.

Hearing the unfamiliar word "hover motorcycle", Chagatai couldn't help but frowned slightly and fell into a brief contemplation.

But soon he came to his senses and mounted the white horse without hesitation.

Then, he sat on the horse's back, squeezed the horse's belly, and shouted loudly to the front: "Listen carefully, everyone, follow me!"

After saying that, he took the lead in waving the whip, driving the white horse under him to rush out like an arrow.