Chen Hetu was not having a good time either.

He only felt a huge energy hitting him.

It was like being hit by a train.

"Bang!"

Chen Hetu's figure shook and he almost fell to his knees.

He forced himself to stabilize his body, but still spit out a mouthful of blood.

"puff!"

Chen Hetu felt his eyes were dim, but he still held the elixir tightly and shouted to the sky: "Come again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a second bolt of lightning struck.

"Bang!"

As soon as Chen Hetu stood up straight, he was struck by the lightning and fell to one knee on the ground.

His expression was ferocious and his face was pale.

"Poof!" Another mouthful of blood spat out.

Chen Hetu hurriedly bit his lip, holding back the blood in his body from vomiting out again.

He doesn’t believe it anymore!

Today, no matter what, he will get this elixir, and he will never let this elixir be destroyed by these nine lightning bolts.

Thinking of this, Chen Hetu looked up to the sky and roared: "Come on, come on again! I want to see if I, Chen Hetu, can withstand these nine lightning bolts!"

He stood up tremblingly, and laughed wantonly on the spot.

At this moment, everyone around was amazed.

"Is this Chen Hetu crazy? He actually wants to challenge the Nine Lightnings..."

"How is this possible! So what if he is a Martial Saint? Under the power of lightning, he is still a scumbag!"

Chen Hetu ignored everyone's words and looked at the sky with all his concentration, only to see the third bolt of lightning strike down.

"Bang!"

The lightning and Chen Hetu intersected, emitting a strong light and emitting extremely powerful energy.

The people around him were implicated again.

Fortunately, they didn't dare to get too close this time, otherwise many people would have died.

Chen Hetu couldn't resist the lightning this time. He fell firmly to the ground, his head bruised and bleeding.

Fortunately, he still had the elixir in his hand and nothing serious happened.

He immediately got up from the ground.

The moment he got up, the fourth bolt of lightning struck down again.

"Bang!"

This time, the power of lightning was dozens of times more powerful than the previous three times.

Before Chen Hetu could stand up straight, he was struck by the lightning and fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the fifth, sixth, and seventh lightning struck down one after another, each time more powerful than the last.

Chen Hetu resisted seven bolts of lightning in one go. His face was already charred and black, making it difficult to see his expression, and his body was even more bloody.

Fortunately, he is still in good spirits and full of fighting spirit.

He mobilized the spiritual energy in his body, forced himself to stand up, and then roared at the sky: "Aren't there still two lightning bolts? Come down!"

He kept shouting.

Since returning from Nanhuang, this was the first time that Chen Hetu suffered such a serious injury, which made him very angry.

In particular, he could only be beaten passively, which made him even more unhappy.

At this moment, the eighth lightning struck quickly.

Seeing that the eighth lightning was more terrifying than the previous seven lightnings, Chen Hetu was not afraid. He directly mobilized the spiritual energy in his body and took action against the eighth lightning.

Seeing this scene, all the onlookers were shocked.

They didn't expect Chen Hetu to be so tough!

After resisting seven lightning bolts, he actually took the initiative to attack the eighth lightning bolt.

"Is he crazy?" someone sighed.

However, no one responded to the speaker.

Most people were silent.
Chapter completed!