Chương 1698: Killing a Saint in succession

The divine Son fell back and spat out a mouthful of blood. Lu Ming stepped forward and a huge cauldron appeared in his body. He grabbed one of the cauldron's legs and swung it like a hammer, smashing it at the divine Son.

Lu Ming's current strength was immense. His body contained the Laws of Chaos. Every move he made was as heavy as a mountain. When the cauldron came crashing down, the terrifying pressure from the strong wind made it difficult for the divine Son to breathe.

The Son of God could only wave his sword to block.

Clang!

The cauldron smashed into the Son of God's sword. The sword hummed and he retreated again.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Then, Lu Ming lifted the cauldron and smashed it down like a storm, not giving the divine Son any chance to catch his breath.

With one step behind, the Son of God was forced into a disadvantageous position and could only wave his sword to block.